Gold Dust, directed, written by and staring David Wall (“Shades Of Truth”) is a bizarre movie about two lifelong friends (who inexplicably don’t know each other’s first names) who spend there lives out in the desert searching for a long lost ship before stumbling on a drug running circuit.
The beginning of Gold Dust feels a bit disjointed, in the first scene you’re following two prospectors then the next minute there are some kids rummaging through an old truck with a dead guy in it.
15 minutes into Gold Dust I was I beginning to wonder if the movie was ever actually going to get anywhere. Fink (“David Wall”), who has the air of an older brother, and Moses (“David Wysocki”), a man who seems to have the mental capacity of a dim 13 year old, wander around the desert always one step behind another pair of treasure hunters. Scenes that are neither amusing or interesting drag on and on, the worst of which is where they spend 10 mins (and what feels like 10 hours) just talking about being an Ork.
As the wheels of this beast gain speed our two protagonists stumble upon a jeep (the same one the kids found), find a bag that just happens to contain a boat load of money, a dead guy dressed as Santa and a tiny flying machine. Moses, in his usual childlike way, shows no interest in the money but Fink’s eyes light up and it’s he who decides to steal it.
It turns out though that the money belongs to a drug lord – a really, really annoying drug lord, Garrett Marchbank (“David & Goliath”) who wants it back.
Hunting down the lost money is an assassin, Derek Severson, who’s like a weird steampunk hipster. Opera music, video calls and even his car are controlled through his bluetooth headset; it’s just another bizarre feature of this peculiar movie.
Whilst running with the money, Moses and Fink run into a child who turns out to be part of the drug running operation along with hundreds of other lost and stolen children. Moses then has an epiphany “I think there are sparkling particles of eternity banging around inside each of us” (really…do you?) and decides his destiny is to save the kiddies.
If I were being generous I would say that there’s a bit of a moral tale in there somewhere (albeit an overly simplistic one); do you choose to horde the money and look out for number one as Fink does or go in search of a quest greater than yourself? It’s a bit like a child vs adult morality.
Obviously it’s Moses with his childlike naivete trying to save the children who’s going to gain the moral high ground but frankly the guy, with speech like he’s talking to a dog, is so annoying I’d have tied him up and left him in the dessert after the first round of “would you rather…? “
And so Moses goes off following his ‘pixie dust’ destiny and Fink goes off in search in of his lost love, thinking that a new suit (that looks like he robbed a thrift store) will help to win her over. It turns out though that Joy Lynn Fairbanks, Kerry Wall, is now happily married to the drug lord they stole the money from and after a cringey few scenes he limps back to the desert in search of Moses.
Upon finding Moses, the children and the ‘dancing assassin’ in the desert, it’s down to Fink to save the day, cue a scene so awful it almost knocks the Ork-scene off the top spot as being the worst in the film; Fink attempting to sing Nessun Dorma.
Mostly the acting isn’t terrible, David Wall holds up his end with only a few dire moments and the less said about Moses’ character the better. The filming of Gold Dust is somewhere between OK and amateurish with some jumpy cut scenes and a weird use of the fast forward button.
The only thing I genuinely enjoyed about the movie was the classical soundtrack. Whilst it’s by no means the worse piece of film making I’ve endured you’d have to be a fan of the slightly bizarre and really like your indie movies to enjoy this.
20th April 2020
THE QUICK SELL
Dancing assassins, opera in uncharted canyons, armed children on dirt bikes, mines, hostages and mirages all form the wild whirlwind called Gold Dust.