Oona is my Daughter's Name

About This Movie

So, 'Oona is my Daughter's Name' feels like a curious treasure unearthed from the depths of Gunvor Nelson’s artistic mind. The atmosphere is intimate, almost fragile, capturing fleeting moments of memory and reflection. The pacing is contemplative, letting scenes linger, allowing us to absorb the subtle nuances of life. It’s fascinating how it showcases practical effects in such an understated way—like a whisper rather than a shout. There's a rawness in the performances that makes everything feel genuine, as if we’re peeking into someone’s most personal thoughts. It leaves you pondering about the nature of connection and the ephemeral qualities of time, making it a distinctive piece among her works.

This film is part of a remarkable discovery, alongside 150 rolls of film, that adds a layer of intrigue to Gunvor Nelson's oeuvre. Its scarcity and the mystery surrounding its premiere heighten collector interest, especially for those who appreciate lost films of the avant-garde. With no formal distribution yet, it sits in a unique position, drawing in those captivated by cinematic history and the exploration of personal narrative in film.