A Meme and a Dream

I haven't had much time to post recently, so I'm a little late with my contribution to this meme from Ye Olde Comick Booke Blogge.

Also, while it's on my mind, I wanted to mention a dream I had last night. Sometimes, my dreams are like watching a movie, in which I'm not directly involved...last night, I dreamed up a movie starring a young Jeff Goldblum as a misfit college student who finds himself blamed for a series of murders (actually committed by a psychotic Gerrit Graham) and has to prove his innocence. The only specific detail of the dream-storyline I can recall was the final confrontation between Goldblum and Graham, in which the wire mesh from a rabbit hutch got torn off and both the hero and killer were trying to stab each other with it.

The dream was a weird mishmosh of times...the actors' ages put it in the early '70s, the style was typical '80s slasher, but I remember there being modern cell phones in it. All I know is that, if this movie existed, I would rent it in a heartbeat.

(And I haven't seen Grindhouse yet, but I'm sure it was the primary influence for this subconscious concoction...)