I had a story dream--haven't had one in awhile this good. I was critiquing a house with a real estate flipper--trying to figure out why it hadn't sold. One of the real estate flipper's assistant's who looked like Denzel Washington ended up talking to one of the owner's kids (he was a black kid I've seen on TV, but I don't remember who he was). I asked him if he was worried about some safety-type problem and he said no because he had an alarm system (imaginary). His desk had two buttons under the tabletop and if there was a problem he pressed one, and if it was a really bad problem (there had never been a problem that bad yet) he pressed the other and someone came to help (I forget exactly who, or what sort of helper he said would come). It was so cinegraphic--complete with camera shots pointing up under the desk with close ups of his finger moving to press the first button--then shots of our faces, then shots of his finger moving to the second button). When he pressed the second button there was an earth quake and he pulled his finger back becaaaaaause at that exact moment GODZILLA WOKE UP!!!) Real Godzilla too, not dinosaur Godzilla with long shots of him moving through the burning city.
He actually ate people in this movie/dream. Some of the "main characters" got chomped. Some people who understood the whole Godzilla Zeitgeist came and spoke with us. The assistant was mentioning the coincidence of the kid pushing the button and the ground shaking to someone in their presence. They heard and were excited. They decided that the kid was The Speaker who could communicate with Godzilla (in otherwords, the annoying Japanese kid with the hat who could ask Godzilla to not destroy the planet).
I had decided to run through the dream again and make the kid get a shock on his finger when he pressed the second button, but Darwin woke me up.
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