I dreamed a movie again
Aug. 15th, 2017 01:31 amSix? attractive, well-off, tech-savvy twenty (thirty?) somethings (plus Jeff Goldblum, for some reason!) are sealed in a highly-advanced underground "house", for a reality show. And then they run into/somehow uncover an alien monster/pathogen, which transforms those it infects into (more) ravenous eating machines (literally; there's a (nano)technological as well as biological component, blurring the lines between the two).
The bulk of the dream/last half hour of the movie comes down to an extended, slow-motion, VFX-heavy, hyper-kinetic battle/ballet between the brunette Final Girl, who turns out to be some sort of gynoid, and the Nordic blonde of the group, now representing the alien monster (ala Species), as each attempts to contain/consume the other. As they tear at each other, break apart, "splash" away from each other's attacks and reform, they are both depicted as nanoswarms of a sort - opponents who can split apart into sharp-edged tiles (like a human-shaped disco ball), become sand or semi-liquid, etc.
At first the two seem to be evenly matched, or the monster-woman actually has the upper hand in this CGI contest of technological shapeshifters. Then the faces and figures of the rest of the cast, somehow surviving/returning from their own consumption/conversion, start to appear on the walls and screens of the smart-house, joining the fight against the alien with their own dance moves. The tide turns... and just for a moment, with the alien blonde on the ropes/the verge of full containment, it seems the Transhuman Treachery will kick in, with all of these entities uniting against the humans on the surface. They won't have a chance.
But then it's revealed that their new collective plan is to offer humanity a choice, between transcendence or... something. (Peak health in still-human bodies, maybe? Dream memory starting to break down.) The full cast is reunited and reconciled now, though no longer embodied; the alien influence is itself overwritten or suborned to the new purpose. The wallscreens go blank again (or come apart in an upward shower of mosaic tiles) as the new entity(s) leave their subterranean chrysalis to begin the Upgrade.
(Seriously, the VFX budget for all that I imagined would be huuuuuuuge.)
And now that I've written all that down... back to bed.
The bulk of the dream/last half hour of the movie comes down to an extended, slow-motion, VFX-heavy, hyper-kinetic battle/ballet between the brunette Final Girl, who turns out to be some sort of gynoid, and the Nordic blonde of the group, now representing the alien monster (ala Species), as each attempts to contain/consume the other. As they tear at each other, break apart, "splash" away from each other's attacks and reform, they are both depicted as nanoswarms of a sort - opponents who can split apart into sharp-edged tiles (like a human-shaped disco ball), become sand or semi-liquid, etc.
At first the two seem to be evenly matched, or the monster-woman actually has the upper hand in this CGI contest of technological shapeshifters. Then the faces and figures of the rest of the cast, somehow surviving/returning from their own consumption/conversion, start to appear on the walls and screens of the smart-house, joining the fight against the alien with their own dance moves. The tide turns... and just for a moment, with the alien blonde on the ropes/the verge of full containment, it seems the Transhuman Treachery will kick in, with all of these entities uniting against the humans on the surface. They won't have a chance.
But then it's revealed that their new collective plan is to offer humanity a choice, between transcendence or... something. (Peak health in still-human bodies, maybe? Dream memory starting to break down.) The full cast is reunited and reconciled now, though no longer embodied; the alien influence is itself overwritten or suborned to the new purpose. The wallscreens go blank again (or come apart in an upward shower of mosaic tiles) as the new entity(s) leave their subterranean chrysalis to begin the Upgrade.
(Seriously, the VFX budget for all that I imagined would be huuuuuuuge.)
And now that I've written all that down... back to bed.