Watched When Harry Met Sally followed by Inception to keep from feeling lonely.
Watched When Harry Met Sally followed by Inception to keep from feeling lonely.
For the past while, I’ve been waking up from dreams and feeling like I was in Inception, in that my dreams were a false reality, and that I was waking up into another false reality. I felt just like Mal, believing that the only way to free myself is to die and wake up in the real world. It was a really strange sensation, but it dissipated after a few moments. I’ve never felt it before, but it certainly made me wonder a lot about what was real and false, if I’m actually living in another world, if everything I see and touch and feel is simply Simulacra and my body is somewhere else… how strange and frightening.
I think the genre of “thriller” is hard to define because it’s very often paired with another genre, like action or crime or horror. There isn’t really a movie that is strictly a thriller, whereas it’s easier to label other movies as simply comedies or horror films or dramatic features. Once again, I turned to imdb’s top 250 list and thought Inception would be a really good choice, since it did thrill me, but the genre of thriller wasn’t in the top 3 genres for the film. Sure, movies can be categorized different from one person to the next but maybe I suppose thriller wouldn’t be the first genre I’d label for Inception.
Further down the list, I came across a little 1955 French film called Les diaboliques (which was remade by the Americans with Sharon Stone 40 years later and apparently it’s not very good). I won’t go into the story much but I will say that it’s a film that made me wonder what was truth and what was lie, that really made me guess everything going on to try and figure it all out. The climax and twist of the film is also filmed really well and for me anyway, managed to shock me and even scare me a little, despite today’s standards of shock, gore, violence, etc. Watch it alone in the dark at night and the film will be even more effective…
I’ve had a dream within a dream before, but I believe that was about as complex as my dreams have been. Last night, it was a little more puzzling than that.
Before any of you get ideas about how my mind was infiltrated by people or assume that I was involved in some kind of zero-gravity fight scene, no. I’ll just explain by writing it.
First dream: Something scary. I don’t remember much. I think I was in bed and there was something that scared the crap out of me in my room. I didn’t want to do it, but eventually I resorted to screaming and yelling for my mom and after a while, she came in and I probably stopped.
Second dream: I woke up in my bed again, realizing what just happened was only a dream. I felt relieved, yet still a little wary/scared because I felt like there was something else in the room. I could see it faintly, an outline of someone, standing nearby…
Third dream: My mom and I were in a parking lot, going to the car. I was telling her about my two dreams, about how scared I was but that I was relieved they were only dreams. As we started to pull out of the parking space and get on our way, another van was in our way, with lots of stuff packed on the top of their car.
Reality: I woke up! This time for realz, yo. Then I told a bored-seeming mom who didn’t say much about it.
There’s a name for dreams within dreams, but the name escapes me. I can’t remember if they mean something, like how most things in dreams are symbols of other things. Anyway, I thought that was cool, if a little scary.
Other parts of the dreams include my grandparents sitting together and my grandpa being an actor, posing as if dead with fake blood on his head (I mentioned the blood part to my mom and asked if fake blood still meant money but she just smiled and didn’t say anything).