New Lifetime Movie

To prove what I said in my last post about having wild dreams even without the morphine, I want to report on a dream I just had during a nap about an hour ago. I was the writer and director of a new Lifetime movie. I don't know what the name of it was, so Mary will have to help me come up with that. I was watching it all for the first time post-production, and here's what I saw.

It starts with a madman born without a face. He has a head and hair, but there is just blank, smooth skin where his face should be. Somehow, though, he can see. There are a boyfriend and girlfriend living in a small house in the suburbs, and he goes to their house to kill them for some unknown reason. He is really after the girl, played by Taylor Swift, whom I don't even like. Her music is lame, and she can't act, but she is the female lead. We can't see what's happening inside the house, but we hear screaming, and then we see Taylor run out of the house. This is set in the 1950s, and Taylor has a short blond haircut and an I Love Lucy outfit. She runs out of the sight of the camera, the madman escapes out the back door, and the neighbors come running. Incidentally, I play one of the neighbors, along with another woman and a guy. None of the actors besides Taylor Swift and me are known. Taylor's boyfriend is slumped in front of his mailbox and appears to be completely fine, so we run over to him, but as soon as he stands up, we see that the madman has chopped off his left arm completely. There's a lot of blood, and he's grimacing but otherwise taking it pretty well. He knows that the madman is after his girlfriend, so he tells us that he's going to go find her and kill him. He hops in an old, beaten-up truck, and there in the passenger's seat is a stuffed teddy bear with its right arm ripped off. The bear is sitting up straight and has its seatbelt on. He looks at the bear, grabs its remaining arm with his remaining arm, mumbles something prophetic, and heaves the bear out the window into my arms. Yes, I still have both arms. Then he drives away with one arm, leaving us neighbors in his dust.

Meanwhile, Taylor has decided that while she's running from the madman, she's going to make her trip fun. She has her cell phone, which is obviously not 50s-appropriate, and she starts taking pictures of herself in various locations all around the country and sending them to her online blog, which is also not 50s-appropriate. With every picture, she also writes, "I can't tell you where I am, but it's awesome." One time she's standing with a windmill, and one time she's in Times Square, and another time she's in front of the Hollywood sign. The madman is keeping up with her blog, but of course he doesn't understand where she is when she's in all these landmark locations. What strikes his eye, or lack thereof, is a picture she takes in a restaurant, where the booth is magnetic. He recognizes a little magnet of a generic red brick house behind her in the booth, so he now knows her location and is headed after her. The FBI has picked up his trail, and they know where he's going, but every time they try to catch him, he eludes them once again. Taylor is sitting in this small restaurant when she hears some fantastic music start up from a live band. She starts bobbing her head to it, and it turns out that it's the Bee Gees, who are also not 50s-appropriate. She gets up to dance and ends up onstage with the band. They ask her to go on tour with them, and she quickly agrees. Luckily, their private plane, which is a red WWII fighter craft with yellow stars on it, is inside the restaurant as well, so they all climb in the plane and prepare to leave. Before the plane takes off, presumably through the roof, Taylor asks a waitress to take a picture of her with the Bee Gees in the plane. Then the phone rings.

At this point in the dream, I was wondering why Taylor wasn't picking up the darn phone, but then I realized that it was my own. Goggy was calling to see when I wanted to be picked up. Maybe I'll finish the dream later. It was very interesting and not even as far-fetched as some of the real Lifetime movies I've seen before. I woke up, got a shower, and even shaved my legs by myself! I'll pay for that with some extra pain later. Now I'm going to dry my hair and head over to Gog's for some delicious country style steak and green beans!