“A really amazing film. Great story.” -NPR
The House We Lived In
A decade in the making, a young filmmaker confronts memory, family, and recovery as he chronicles his father‘s journey to recover lost memories following a traumatic brain injury. Using experimental approaches with projected installations he attempts to find those missing memories in hopes of finding the dad he used to know. As memories return in the form of dreams the family struggles with acceptance of this new version of their father.
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“An absolute powerhouse of a film” -ESPN
- Ashland Film Festival, April 10, 2022
- Independent Film Festival Boston, April 30, 2022
- San Francisco Documentary Film Festival, June 1, 2022
- Woods Hole Film Festival, August 1, 2022
- Newburyport Documentary Film Festival (Closing Night Film), September 18, 2022
- Monadnock International Film Festival, September 23, 2022
- New Hampshire Film Festival (Best Documentary Film), October 8, 2022
- Oaxaca Film Festival (Mexico), December 8, 2022
When my dad was initially in a coma I used the viewfinder as a conduit to reality. I found that through the viewfinder it was somehow easier to cope. At some point, though, filming my father’s recovery went from being therapy to a crutch — a means of filtering out certain painful realities that I would have to reckon with inevitably. Seven years into making this film, I began to have mental health problems. My wife noticed them at first. We were about to have our first child and I was on a mission to finish the film before she was born. I didn’t want this to get in the way of me being a good father. So I worked around the clock,editing 12-14 hours a day, 6 days a week. And it took a toll. Eventually, I hit a wall. After months of therapy, my therapist and I finally agreed that it was safe for me to resume the project, but I would have to work slower, more patiently, and set strict rules for myself. I could only edit 15 minutes a day for that first week. As Dahlia was slowly learning how to crawl I was too. Three years later, the film is finally finished. This is much more than a film to me and my family. The house where we once lived was full of memories that my dad lost. But we don’t live there anymore. We have a new house and we’re back to building up the walls and windows and doors. All these amazing new moments.