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A lunar-tinted fever dream set in a nameless coastal hamlet where tides whisper secrets to moon-drunk souls, Moongold follows a recluse watchmaker (Guy Nichols) whose brass gears tick in sync with the phases of the moon; when a shipwrecked stranger (Forrest Robinson) washes ashore clutching a vial of phosphorescent dust rumored to transmute sorrow into stardust, the village’s prim widowed schoolmistress (Lois Bartlett) barters her last locket for one moonlit gulp, only to spiral into a trance of reverse-ageing that peels decades from her skin like wet silk; meanwhile, the town’s syphilitic preacher (H. Dudley Hawley) hears the sea chant heretical psalms and sets out to exorcise the beach, enlisting a taciturn lighthouse keeper (George Fawcett) whose lantern is fueled by the same eerie dust; a traveling carnival magician (Syn De Conde) arrives promising to resurrect the dead for pennies, but instead pulls repressed memories out of townsfolk’s mouths like paper streamers; the narrative fractures into prismatic vignettes—shadow-puppet shows inside a whale’s ribcage, a ballroom where dancers waltz underwater, a courtroom trial held entirely in silhouette—until the moon itself drips molten gold into the sea, petrifying lovers into coral statues still clutching each other centuries later; the film ends on a freeze-frame of Nichols resetting a pocket-watch forever stuck at 3:03 a.m., the exact minute when desire and regret share the same breath.
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