What is it?
The 2002 Brazilian crime movie City Of God (Cidade De Deus).
In this dream I was inside maybe a small back room inside a restaurant sitting at a small table with a male Gordon Ramsay-like chef with light-color skin or maybe it was him, and he was there to taste test some food.
Someone brought him a plate of some food that had a whole stuffed silver-color fish that looked raw or barely cooked, a piece of pie (maybe banana cheesecake), and I can not remember if there was anything else.
What is it?
The 2004 action comedy movie Kung Fu Hustle.
My memory of this dream is unclear but I know that it took place during the day.
This is a guess but I assume that maybe a male politician and / or a high level police officer (maybe police chief or someone like that) with light-color skin possibly sent me on an undercover operation to try to cleanup a community that they said was overrun by gangs, illegal drug dealers, maybe pimps, crime, et cetera.
This is a guess but I think that the plan was to have me go undercover and somehow get the gangs and drug dealers and pimps and other criminals et cetera to turn against each other and destroy each other I assume, but that is a wild guess.
All that I remember is going undercover in this community that was probably a low-income mostly African American community, I probably identified some of the gangs and drug dealers and other major players in the community, and I guess I set the plan in motion to get them to turn on each other.
One of the main players was a large man with dark-color skin with black hair who was probably a drug dealer and who knows what else, he probably controlled the community, and at some point the gangs et cetera turned on each other and then the people in the community who were tired of the gangs et cetera then attacked the gangs et cetera.
A chain reaction was started and the community attacked the major players in the community, and they took out the main drug dealer and leader by killing him I think.
I was not expecting that, I remember the main leader begging for his life as the mob of angry people attacked his headquarters, and during this chain reaction I realized that I had been tricked by the politician and / or police officer.
I can not remember the details but I figured out that he or they were corrupt and that this undercover operation was fake, it was meant to help him or them achieve several goals (like maybe being elected to a higher position among several other goals), and they knew that surviving gangs other gangs et cetera would take over where the major players left off and the cycle would continue.
As I was leaving I saw a new broadcast showing the politician and / or police officer giving a press conference outside announcing the successful mission of cleaning up that neighborhood, he smiled and lied, but I knew the truth.
The next thing that I remember is confusing but I think that I had one more job to do for the politician and / or police officer, and somehow my brother CC and maybe my mom were involved too.
This last operation was a false flag type operation where my brother CC, my mom, and I would go downtown and set up a fake shooting for the public to witness to make crime seem worse than it really is.
We were given an Uzi (maybe blanks or special ammunition or real ammunition) and a motorcycle, my mom was driving and my brother CC was the fake gunman, and I was the fake victim (who would be shot at but not shot).
I have no idea why we were going through with this operation because that is something that is against my beliefs in the real world and even in the dream once I learned the truth in the previous part, and that is not like me or most of us at all.
Anyway, we went to a fictional version of downtown in front of city hall across from where The BP Library should be, and so I guess this was a fictional version of the city of D maybe.
We waited until there were some witnesses (in this case at least one random couple (man and woman) sitting in a car in the parking lot) and then we started the operation, I walked across the street where the witnesses could see me, and then my mom and my brother CC drove the motorcycle up the street and started shooting at me with the Uzi while driving around chasing me as I ran around taking cover behind things.
We put on a good show and then my mom and my brother CC made their escape while I did the same as I ran pretending to be running for my life in fear, and we left the witnesses there so that they could talk to the police and news crews et cetera.
Things were going good until I noticed another motorcycle with two men on it with light-color skin and one of them looked like a tougher / rougher version of the actor Alfie Allen, they saw my mom and my brother CC escaping, and they drove after them to stop them.
They managed to stop them and I tried to catch up, tougher Alfie attacked my brother CC and they started fighting, and then the other man went help Alfie but my former male classmate JC ran and attacked that man to help my brother CC.
I finally caught up and I tried to stop the fight, which worked, but that is all that I can remember.
My memory of this short dream is too unclear and messed up and probably error filled.
All that I can remember is that it took place during the day and I was standing outside with some of my former classmates like my former male classmate DH and maybe some other people.
We were playing some kind of game that possibly involved the previous dream, the game possibly involved closing your eyes or being blind folded and then spun around, and then you would open your eyes and maybe try to guess something or answer something et cetera about the previous dream maybe but I am not sure.
I just remember that it was my turn and I remember my former classmate DH having a complaint about my response that involved it being hard for me to see at first and I was a bit off-balance once I opened my eyes and I gave my opinion on why that is, but he disagreed and he told me his opinion.
But I woke up.
I stayed up too late trying to multitask and troubleshoot a printer problem, and so I barely got any sleep last night.
I had several dreams, but I did not voice record them until the very end, and so now I can only barely remember part of one dream.