I’m still working on my review of The Dark Knight. Stuff keeps coming up and slowing me down, but it’s good stuff, so I can’t complain.
In the meantime, I’ll share a couple of comic-book movie-related dreams I’ve had over the last few days.
Last night I dreamed that Jason Bourne and I were hiding from The Joker — played of course by Heath Ledger — at my grandparents’ old house in Ramsey, Indiana, where I spent many happy days as a kid.
And even though Jason Bourne was Jason Bourne, I still called him “Matt Damon.”
The Joker was sneaking around in the yard, hiding behind our parked cars and doing a poor job of concealing the fact that he was spying on us, hoping we’d come outside so he could murder us.
Eventually we didn’t see him anymore, so we ran out of the house and got on a bus to take us to safety. We also disguised ourselves. Matt Damon (Jason Bourne) wore silly glasses and a fake pointy goatee that made him look like a hipster artist from the 1960s, and I dressed like a lumberjack with a big fake beard.
But when we got on the bus, The Joker was the bus driver and he told us he was going to kill us.
So I told him he couldn’t kill us because we had to go to work. That made him angry, but he finally agreed that it would be funnier to play bus driver all day — and thus make all the required stops — than it would be to kill us.
And a few days before that, I dreamed I was dating The Incredible Hulk star Liv Tyler.
I really, really, really like Liv Tyler.
She owned a cozy little inn in New England, and all of my friends were staying there.
We held hands and ate waffles.
It was beautiful.
What have you been dreaming about lately?