Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh

Go do that kung-fu that you do so well

Very involved dream last night. I was hired to mess with some slimeball guy by making him think his house was haunted, all for the purposes of making him freak out and cop to doing something bad. Something bad because, apparently, he was a bad guy from Law and Order: SVU or something (I think SVU mainly ‘cause Mariska Hargitay appeared in the dream, looking very professional – and no, that’s not a euphemism for anything, sickos!). Anyway, I did the job, apparently getting the help from some ghost-like entity who seemed to be connected to the writing of Caitlin R. Kiernan (known as greygirlbeast in these here parts), except apparently this ghost-like thing was real, because at the end of the show-part of the dream (as the house gets boarded up) there’s a recap that said that people ask Caitlin what’s up with her characters and she says they’re totally fictional, and I burst out laughing, knowing she’s saying that to protect Mr. Ghost-like Thing…

Oh. And there was a biplane. Don’t ask me why, but it seemed hugely important.

I made yesterday a movie day: three flicks in a row, $3 each at the Laurelhurst, each enjoyable in their own ways: Revenge of the Sith (I still teared up at one point), The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (which seems to me to be a decent and fairly innocuous film, considering some of the hatred it stirred up) and the absolutely insane Kung Fu Hustle. Man, how to describe it? Deeply cartoonish, which seems a good way to tell a story about a man who desperately wants to be a bad guy but who’s truly suited to be running a candy store with the cute, mute Candy Cart girl he keeps running into. (It’s also, more broadly, about the residents of a Chinese slum standing up to the gangs of their city and, um, laying the kung-fu smackdown on them.) It’s gleeful mayhem that even looks like a musical at times, but with blood and people who run so fast their feet blur Hanna-Barbera style (or like The Wizard of Space and Time, and if you know what the hell I’m talking about, I like you already) and, um, a man who looks like a toad. Hee hee. Hee hee, I say! Anyway, that was yesterday.

In other news:
I’m still “yay”-ing about that…
Tags: dreams, film reviews

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