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I dreamed I was taking part in, or at least immersively experiencing, a new David Lynch movie.
The movie had no title that I could see, despite the poster actually appearing on the wall of a building in a scene of the movie itself. It had a three-sentence blurb at the bottom: three short sentences, taken from movie reviews or remarks made by the same person (possibly Lynch himself), but that I don't remember now, except that they each, in two or three words, described this as his ultimate movie-making accomplishment. The poster itself was a blurred blue image, seeming to me upon waking as being halfway between the Blue Velvet curtains and the Fire Walk With Me television static. A thin red banner across the top had yellow letters saying "DAVID LYNCH PRESENTS" or "A DAVID LYNCH FILM" or something like that.
The scenes that appeared in my dream had to do with a seedy crime enterprise with dirty money exchanging hands for dirty deeds, some of it possibly counterfeit. There was murder and mob violence, but, since this was also apparently a film at least initially made for prime-time television broadcast, the scenes were not bloody, even of someone getting his face beaten up. Then there was another scene where a building whose plate glass windows on the shopfront were bordered with shiny red laminate had that laminate all starting to melt and pour onto the sidewalk, the building itself sagging and collapsing. Then, a group of chaotic-neutral-sort-of characters, one of which a punk-dressed woman with David-Bowie-Labyrinth-style bottle-blonde hair, attempted an escape from a crime scene in a garishly painted bus or van, only to have the painted panels on the van start falling off as the bus rounded a curve.
The movie had no title that I could see, despite the poster actually appearing on the wall of a building in a scene of the movie itself. It had a three-sentence blurb at the bottom: three short sentences, taken from movie reviews or remarks made by the same person (possibly Lynch himself), but that I don't remember now, except that they each, in two or three words, described this as his ultimate movie-making accomplishment. The poster itself was a blurred blue image, seeming to me upon waking as being halfway between the Blue Velvet curtains and the Fire Walk With Me television static. A thin red banner across the top had yellow letters saying "DAVID LYNCH PRESENTS" or "A DAVID LYNCH FILM" or something like that.
The scenes that appeared in my dream had to do with a seedy crime enterprise with dirty money exchanging hands for dirty deeds, some of it possibly counterfeit. There was murder and mob violence, but, since this was also apparently a film at least initially made for prime-time television broadcast, the scenes were not bloody, even of someone getting his face beaten up. Then there was another scene where a building whose plate glass windows on the shopfront were bordered with shiny red laminate had that laminate all starting to melt and pour onto the sidewalk, the building itself sagging and collapsing. Then, a group of chaotic-neutral-sort-of characters, one of which a punk-dressed woman with David-Bowie-Labyrinth-style bottle-blonde hair, attempted an escape from a crime scene in a garishly painted bus or van, only to have the painted panels on the van start falling off as the bus rounded a curve.
