| Michael Reeves

Yesterday, we lifted the veil on what we call street theater—scenes meticulously orchestrated to look spontaneous: groups appearing exactly when and where you arrive, pretending it’s all coincidence. That video stirred conversation, raised eyebrows, and forced people to look at what they had never seen before. Today, things have escalated. Imagine arriving at a quiet, empty location. Within minutes, you’re surrounded—drones humming overhead, a helicopter circling, cars converging, doors slamming in unison, people blocking your path, others hiding just out of sight and banging walls or dragging objects to make noise. Even birds and wildlife seem to be drawn unnaturally into the spectacle, as if everything possible is being used to make sure you see and feel their presence. In the latest footage, you can even hear peregrine falcons arriving—chirping overhead, circling in patterns meant to draw attention. Two years ago, I trained myself to block them out. I learned not to react, not even to see or hear them anymore. That was supposed to be their “shock value”—but now, it is just another failed tactic. They can fly them all day long. It won’t work. This is no longer just subtle harassment. This is anger. Because I’ve exposed these patterns, because I’ve spoken out and revealed their tactics, the response has intensified. It’s no longer about surveillance—it’s about punishment. It’s about retaliation fueled by pure frustration and disregard for the public or for the integrity of their own program. And that’s why the escalation is so revealing. What we’re witnessing now isn’t about order or safety. It’s about the collapse of a failed system, lashing out at anyone who dares shine a light on it. The more truth that comes out, the more desperate and blatant the harassment becomes. The tactics themselves remain painfully simple: Timed car door slams designed to startle. Horns, engines, and locks used to break silence. Individuals stepping in front of you, demanding to be seen. Sudden noises—thumps, bangs, scrapes—designed to disturb and disorient. Even the unnatural behavior of birds and falcons, flown overhead as part of the theater. The message is clear: “We want you to know we are here.” And this brings us to a major update. Our project will no longer carry the working title “Under Surveillance.” From this day forward, the official name is Eyes in the Sky. This name is more than a title—it is a reflection of the story itself. What began as an exploration of surveillance has transformed into something much larger. This program has gone beyond simple observation or retaliation. It has become an all-consuming presence—an eye in the sky that hovers over Michael’s every move. Eyes in the Sky is not just about cameras, drones, or tracking. It is about the way a hidden program reveals its obsession, its disregard for integrity, and its descent into raw anger and harassment. It is about how surveillance transcends boundaries, turning into something deeply psychological, deeply invasive, and deeply human. BOY Jerry Pictures will be releasing an official press release to announce the renaming and the new direction of the film. We believe Eyes in the Sky is not only more fitting, but also more powerful—because this story has surpassed the limits of “surveillance” and now reflects the chilling reality of an eye in the spirit, an eye in the sky. This is the name moving forward. This is the story we are telling. This is Eyes in the Sky.