So I just dreamt what felt like an entire epic (three hour) movie...the most memorable dream I’ve ever had though like most dreams, I forget a ton of it. So I guess I was the lead in it? I’m not sure. It was really mind-blowing and in some ways, I’m not sure I even want to share. It felt like a sort of modern day Citizen Kane with heavy elements of true love as well. About 2/3 of the way through my dream I realize I wasn’t in the dream but I’m the theater with my ex from college. The feelings that were there 25 years ago were in the dream. She would lean into me and it’s tough to put into words just how powerful it felt. Yet in the dream, I didn’t simply accept her back (I had actually broken up with her)...I was apprehensive about her trying to be affectionate with me. In the dream, I suppose it felt like now, for this reasons, as if so much time had passed and despite everything feeling right there we’re old wounds and true realities that likely wouldn’t make “us” make very much sense.
But backtracking, I don’t recall much about the first 2/3 of the film. Andrew Garfield, who I typically find impotent as an actor, was the lead on the screen. He seemed to be playing a young, very wealthy, 22-25 year old coming back from college or some sort of post-college experience. He seemed like Garfield usually seems. Low-key, pleasant. At a certain point he meets an old woman (I’d guess 85?years old or so) who asks him to drive her to Union Beach (an actual beach town here in NJ)...at this point actually I guess I still felt like Garfield. As if in the dream, I was him. I can recall feeling frustrated that the woman didn’t tell me her destination, which was a bit past where I was headed, until after she got in the car and we were driving for a few minutes. But I drove her all the way there. I felt like it was an old Victorian , yet larger, maybe 10,000 square feet, and 5-6 floors. I don’t recall much there. Except at one point as I/Garfield started to leave from the top floor, I went weed a bathroom to urinate and as I went to do so Incould floors below me, one of which about two floors down, also had a bathroom and so I turned to the left a bit and aimed and peed down into the other toilet 20 feet below. It really was an amazingly developed dream. The sense of depth there reminds me certain camera shots, I think that comes to mind is when Bale drops the chainsaw from floors above onto the prostitute escaping from his apartment. That shot of him looking down...though mine was different because it was on an angle.
In any case, after I left the bathroom, I continued traveling down the steps. Something happened that I can’t recall as he neared the first floor, and iirc, as he reached the lobby, I felt the narrator shift. I no longer was Garfield and in the film, I suddenly was in the theater, having been watching that film and continuing to watch it, my ex from college next to me, snuggling in, me unsure if I should let her.
Garfield, sort of strolled out of the lobby to the building which at this point felt more like an office building lobby, than any sort of a large home. As he opened the door to leave, someone sitting outside (not homeless but sort of how a homeless person would sit on a sidewalk, back to the building, said something. Something catchy from the English language. Something like Oly-Oly-Oxen Free but I don’t think it was that. He didn’t appear to say it to Garfield. He just said it. And Garfield kept walking, more confidence with each step, and as an open Jeep pulled up to the curb, in one motion he hopped into the back with a swagger and said something catchy as well. But not to the guy sitting on the sidewalk. More as an aside. No idea what he said either. Let’s imagine Hickory Dickory Dock. And the Jeep sped off...now at this point in my dream I guess I was in the dream (despite too being in the audience) because I was on the city’s streets and a huge tidal wave like 2,000 feet high began to tower over and the city and I forget exactly how the next few seconds in the dream went but I think it was sort of one of those things in movies where when the waves crashed upon me, I awoke earlier in the scene, sort of reliving certain aspects, following Garfield out of the building. Only this time, there was an interesting series of events. I was in the building and three or four minorities approached me (gang like members?) as if I was Tom Berenger in The Principal. I don’t recall how I had escaped that but then I became more immersed in the moviegoing experience, sitting there watching it also happen, there seeming to be one scene from a previously released film or show woven into this new modern day epic. Marc Singer comes to mind. I think a sort of battle scene with him from that 80’s film. Jason and then Argonauts maybe? Then another scene with him, maybe from V, as it involved some sort of four-legged creatures...this sequence of four or five scenes from film woven together reminds me slightly of the end of Vanilla Sky when Cruise hears what “happened to (his) life.” Real movie time, the scenes would’ve probably been about 15-20 minutes all together and then it picked back up in the building as Garfield skipped down the final steps and into the lobby again, exiting the building, the man outside saying something once again and Garfield echoing his earlier words as well as he hopped into the car. This time as I watched I was trying to figure out what happened. Who triggered the apocalypse. It was all very Happy Death Day. It went on through the cycle once more I think and then and I forget how this was determined or came out at the very end of the movie, but Garfield who seemed nice all along was in fact triggering the apocalypse out of reasons of neglect from his tycoon-like father (also very Vanilla Sky-ish) and sadness for having been raised from afar. Sort of a rich boy takes his feelings out on the world...there was a sadness and bitterness there though, a 20-something who’s been robbed of having a happy childhood. Hence the Citizen Kane-like feeling too it. And the movie ended and I exited with my exfrom college. We went into the mall and stood there for a second talking and a female coworker who was sitting at a table near the food court was there so I left for a split second to say hi to her. When I returned quickly back to my ex (I told my coworker I really had to talk to the girl I was with) I couldn’t find her. I sort of peered around in all directions. But I couldn’t find her.