heaven sent

a film by me, nya jonele

a man walking down a dirt road with the words heaven sent

When Maye finds her best friend dead in a ditch, she goes to her wannabe-cult-leader client for answers. With the magic of female friendship, holy roleplay, and microplastic-fueled redemption, everyone gets their flowers.

three women sitting on a bed

My goal with this film was to bring my unfiltered voice and unbridled aesthetic to the forefront. The gritty, campy, Gen-Z rawness of this film feels refreshing and resilient.

two people standing on top of rocks at dusk

Heaven Sent is a reclamation of sexual autonomy and a rejection of the male gaze, imagined in a 16mm, grindhouse-inspired world of pastels and cheap lingerie. Maye’s cultish belief in “Jesus Sex Magic” ultimately saves the day, proving that women’s narratives—especially those of women in sex work—need not always serve as cautionary tales.

a woman with glitter on her face is posing in the desert

this film is currently under consideration for festival screenings around the world.