In the installation My love has got a gun, a man and a woman are portrayed, both dressed in gold. Their meeting is shown on three screens and describes a course of events similar to a struggle between the two. In the first sequence, the man tries to seduce the woman with his male attribute, which in the film is a golden gun. The man does not show his face, but remains an idea of the masculine – a harsh and abstract surface composed of a pair of trousers and a gun.

The pictures in the film resemble a fashion report in a magazine, where the golden suits and the bodies dissolve in a strong, gold shimmering, light. This beautiful scenario stands in a sharp contrast to the man’s threatening approaches. The woman dominates the second sequence, and she knocks down the man. It shows that his body is unreal and only made of plastic. The fear she used to feel transmits into surprise and later apathy. The film describes a situation when the image of the other overtakes oneself, but also the existing fear and obstacles used to get close to the person behind the mask, and the stereotypical roles as a man or a woman. In the pictorial language there are references to the Hollywood pictures from the 1960’s, and in particular the James Bond movies dry, and to some extent surreal, look upon reality.