Tuesday 2 March 2010

On dreaming of Hollywood

A dream I had last night made me wake with a smile:

The dominant image I'm left with is that of a film poster for a film I was desperately trying to sell to execs somewhere. It was basically a photo of a man with the wings of an eagle, riding a lion, and the tagline I was trying to sell it on was this:

"The biggest man in the world, with an eagle's body, on the back of a lion"

I think that may also have been the film's title. I couldn't understand why no-one was interested, and persisted in pitching it, with utter seriousness, over and over:

"But what is the film about Stuart?"
"It's the biggest man in the world, with an eagle's body, on the back of a lion"
"But... the story?"
"It's the biggest man in the world, with an eagle's body, on the back of a lion"

What would Freud say?