It's 1997. A young, pompous artist with bigger dreams than legitimate talent uses a public tragedy to his advantage and suddenly the world thinks he's dead. His small independent film suddenly gains more traction than it ever could while he was alive, launching the movie and the small town actors within it to meteoric fame. Can his sanity and his ego allow him to remain in hiding for the sake of his art without reaping any of the glorious benefits? And how far will he go to keep his secret safe?