My Animal

In a sleepy 1980s town where the ordinary hum of diner dishes and town‑square gossip hides a restless, almost primal undercurrent, a young woman lives on the edge of solitude. Heather spends her days in the rhythm of everyday life—working at the family‑run diner, skating on a makeshift rink with her twin brothers—yet an ancient, unspoken curse lingers in her blood, hinted at by the quiet struggles of her mother and the shadows that cling to her father’s past.

A new neighbor arrives, bringing an air of mystery that cuts through the town’s routine. Jonny, a graceful figure skater with a past as fluid as the ice she glides upon, becomes the focal point of a connection that feels both forbidden and inevitable. Their meetings stir something wild inside Heather, a yearning that feels both intoxicating and unsettling, as if the moon itself were pulling at hidden strings.

The curse that haunts Heather is more than a family legend; it is a force that awakens during the full moon, urging her toward a primal side she has never known. The tension between her yearning for normalcy and the savage pull of the inherited power creates a mood that is at once tender and foreboding. The town’s modest streets and dimly lit alleys become a backdrop for an inner battle where desire and destiny clash, and the line between human and animal blurs.

Amidst this atmospheric setting, the story invites curiosity about what will happen when the untamed force within Heather finally surfaces. Will she surrender to the call of the wild, or will the bonds she forms with those around her—especially the enigmatic Jonny—offer a different path? The film promises a lingering, sensual tension that keeps the audience poised on the edge of the unknown, wrapped in the melancholy glow of moonlit nights.

Last Updated: October 07, 2025 at 13:24