Hallucinations in Sleeps

I have finally seen The Science of Sleep. It was a great movie, no doubt. Not one of cinema’s finest, definitely. But it had a certain restrained charm to it. No one else would like the movie besides me. I mean, first, you have to enjoy Michel Gondry’s previous works but I’ve only seen Eternal Sunshine and I really loved that movie.

Gael Garcia Bernal gives a very convincing performance of whimsicality and his expressions throughout the movie is just gold. I like how the movie was filmed using a hand-held camera and the music that accompanied the movie gave its vibe of insanity conceived in a mind of a lucid dreamer.

What I love about this movie is that I can relate to Bernal’s character easily. I’m no lucid dreamer but I’m in tandem with Stephane’s comment on dreams. I remembered that it was about how dreams came about from our interactions with objects or people and the emotions that comes along with it. I couldn’t agree more.

I used to have dreams that are just purely insane and I’m really embarrassed about some. Once, I dreamt about kissing this good friend of mine after a date. I woke up feeling overwhelmed and super embarrassed. I remembered we had an awkward first one before we did an even more serious kiss with tongue action…Let’s just end it at here.

I had another dream about hanging out with my Dad on the train and people were like eyeballing at him because he cheated on Mom. Some girl on the train called him a loser and she alighted in a hurried fashion.

I gave chase, obviously. I ran as fast as my dream-legs could carry me. After a good 5-10 seconds, I caught up with her and shoved her down on a flight of stairs. Seeing her pained expression as her whole face hit the stairs gave me no other better satisfaction. It felt good. Because, no one calls my Dad a loser except for me.

Dreams often exaggerate and amplify emotions but they always tell the truth about a person's desires, don't you think? And these conjure up images and sounds you don't usually see in your real life. I don't about you but I'm basing this theory on my own experience. And this epiphany came about when Stephane said this line: In dreams, the emotions are overwhelming. Which I totally agree again!

All I know, I love dreaming despite the fucked-up stuff I've dreamt. To be able to dream is a bliss I treasure very much. It unlocks a new existence of a world that my mind with its normalcy wouldn't imagine.

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I will not let my stupid feelings come between our friendship!