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[fictional]

Last night I dreamt in movie previews.
Masked people, in endless Escher-esque reflections; a bizarre thing about Judi Dench in a dhaba in Africa, dressed in white, of course; a strange car chase-mystery-action thing with Clive Owen being surly, and swarthy, and in a trenchcoat.

Everything in odd synopsis-tic discrete entities, where I got the whole story in two minutes, and there was a red curtain, but I was on both sides of the screen somehow. Was I a character or a spectator? I don't know.

Also, aieeeeee!

Comments

[rm.livejournal.com]

Have you seen the BMW short films Owen did?

And for a man I find hot, he is never a good presence in my subconscious, ever.

[hofnarr.livejournal.com]

you have the lovliest dreams. Even when they're weird, they're still way more intersting than mine ever get.