A regular guy finds out just how hard breaking up can truly be when attempting to call it quits with a clingy female crime fighter who doesn’t want to let love die in director Ivan Reitman’s super-powered romantic comedy.
Matt Saunders (Luke Wilson) was looking for love when he first met pretty brunette Jenny Johnson (Uma Thurman), and at the time it seemed as if he may have finally actually found it.
Jenny isn’t just your typical girl, though, because despite her outwardly normal appearance, she is actually a powerful superhero dedicated to ridding the streets of crime.
I went to sleep on the couch for maybe two hours, I woke up without recording any dreams and I stayed up another two hours or so, and I went to sleep in bed.
I woke up from some dreams and a lucid dream, I somehow went back to sleep without voice recording them, I had a variety of dreams and woke up and went back to sleep several times after that, and at some point I woke up from a dream remembering part of the lucid dream from earlier and I started trying to remember it while sacrificing my memory of my other dreams except for part of my last dream.
This was possibly a dream within a dream that became lucid or I possibly woke up from it into another dream or I woke up and then had another dream right after it where one or more of the previous dreams were referenced.
At some point during this dream I was inside a maybe windowless room in a line with some of my coworkers, and we seemed to be maybe just arriving at a hotel for our library work trip in the city of NO that we will be taking very very soon for 5 days (so I may not be able to type my dreams et cetera during most of that week) .
We were all excited and I guess we were about to check into the hotel, then I started to realize that it was not really time for our work trip yet, there was a cloudiness blocking my ability to think but I was slowly starting to lift it a bit.
Then out-loud I said: “How are we on our work trip already, it is not time for it yet, wait a minute… This is a dream!”.
I was excited and I immediately wanted to tell my new female coworker J and maybe the others that this was a dream, but as I rushed to do this the dream was clearly unstable and I felt that I was losing it fast so I started to spin around with my eyes open and while rubbing my hands together.
This helped but my dream was still not completely stable, but it was stable enough to keep going.
The first dream goal that came to my mind was to ask the dream world / my subconscious a question, and maybe I asked it: if there was anything that it wanted to teach me or show me or help me with or improve?
I am not sure if it responded or not, it is possible that some dream characters started to respond but I am not sure, and then I asked a more defined question by asking it: if there was anything that it could do to help me with my problems with anxiety, is it possible to fix this from the dream world or something?
A male dream character with light-color skin, I am not sure if he appeared or if he was already there or if a dream character shapeshifted into him, started to respond to my question in a way that seemed that it would be profound.
I can not remember what he said but it was starting well and I even responded to him trying to clarify the profound but unclear / cryptic responses that he was giving to me, but I could feel the instability of the dream world still and maybe it was increasing which then seemed to make the dream character start to act crazy and his responses became unstable and he started attacking me for no reason.
I probably should have tried to stabilize the dream again before things got crazy but I did not, the man would not obey my verbal commands so I had to fight him off, but I can not remember if I killed him or not.
I just know that all the dream characters started attacking me, and so I fought them and I started using some dream powers like flying and levitating and dodging with my mind and other dream powers like various attacks that I can not remember.
The dream was so unstable that using my attack powers was getting too hard and this was wasting too much time, and so I started to fly away and I tried to do some other things.
I can not remember what else I did or if I got to try any other lucid dreaming goals or not, I just know that this unstable lucid dream lasted longer than I had expected, and it probably collapsed either when I could not fly high enough to avoid fighting or when maybe one or more of the dream characters possibly started to fly and attack me but I can not remember.
I just know that the dream collapsed and I woke up.
This dream is unclear and I possibly woke up and went back into the dream several times or dreams within dreams were involved or several back-to-back dreams that referenced previous dreams and / or each other happened.
I am not sure where or when this happened or any other details, I just remember Uma Thurman or a woman like her and maybe we talked, and maybe one or more previous dreams were mentioned.
Next I remember being at a slightly fictional version of my parents house during maybe the night, and my female coworker MA and her son showed up and possibly ended up spending the night.
The next morning I remember laying on a portable bed in the living room, and MA and her son entered the room.
I let them know that I was not sleep anymore and I started talking to them, maybe about one or more of my previous dreams, and then I got up and I went to a fictional bedroom that was connected to maybe a screened porch and I had a view to the outside of the yard near the automobiles and I could see the front yard and house of our neighbor Mr. RD.
I was maybe making up the bed and / or something when I noticed a large delivery truck in the yard of Mr. RD, and I saw two men wearing hard hats near it.
Then my dad drove up in our yard in his work truck, and then I noticed a long line of horseback riders wearing matching blue and white upper class-like and / or sport-like horse riding clothes and horse riding helmets who were lined up in Mr. RD’s yard all the way back along the street going back near the dead-end sign.
I wondered what was going on, I did not have privacy because of the windows, and so I tried to duck down while I finished cleaning or whatever.
Then I heard my dad talking to one or more people on the fictional screened porch connected to my room by a door, and then a Fred Rogers-like man with light-color skin (it was not him) entered the room that I was in.
Magically a small library was connected to this room now, we started talking as we looked at some short bookshelves, and I noticed some library receipts / printouts from when patrons checkout items that were either in a book or were on a shelf so I picked them up.
The printed text was clear and there were some initials written at the top of several of them, one was from the year 2013 and one from 2015 and one from 2016 and I am not sure about the others but at least one may have been from 2018, and I remember telling the man these printouts should have been noticed by whoever checked in the items and / or shelved them.
I started to state my hypotheses about what may have happened and I told him that I worked at a library as a shelver, but I woke up.
I woke up from this dream with the song Fièvre by Pauline Croze playing in my mind, I listened to the album version of Fièvre for the first time last night before going to bed, but I am not sure if it was that version or the live acoustic version (which I probably like better in some ways, but there are some things that I like about the album version better) that was playing in my mind.
I got in bed late last night, and I was sleeping well until I got awakened from a dream suddenly by my alarm clock and I went to use the bathroom.
I was tired and hurting/sore, so I canceled my morning plans and I got back in bed, not voice recording part of one dream that I barely remembered.
It took me a while to go back to sleep, and even then I did not sleep very well.
Later I woke up again for the day not able to remember any of my dreams from last night, but after thinking for a while I managed to remember barely part of three dreams.
I had the first dream before I woke up the first time, I have completely forgotten the dream because I did not voice record it before going back to sleep.
I think that the dream involved a woman or a female alien coming to me for help and/or to hide her, but I am not sure.
Furthermore, I think that the dream involved a woman or a female alien, and we had a relationship of some kind during the dream; and we were involved in a situation of some kind, but that is all that I think that I remember of this dream.
Last night I had a long and intriguing (if that is the word) dream, unfortunately I can not remember most of it, but the dream could be made into a movie if only I could remember most of it; and one of the main characters was and/or looked like the actress Uma Thurman.
Unfortunately I have forgotten the best/main parts of the dream and so it will not make much sense & it will not seem as interesting as it really was, and I will have to guess what happened during a few parts; but the dream probably started with a group of young men taking me to a possibly abandoned multi-story house in a field on the outskirts of a neighborhood, the house was located off a road further back across a field, and so it was a private area.
I probably had no idea what was going on, just that the young men said that their were rumors/legends/stories about this house & the family who used to live here/lived here, and they probably slowly told various stories as we walked to the house & went inside the house; and they were probably going to hang-out on the first floor, but some of them took me to an upper-floor and they took me to the attic I think were ghosts & strange things were supposed to be.
Some of the young men said that they had been in the attic before briefly when they were kids and had seen/heard strange things, but even they were too afraid to step into the attic again for more than a few seconds or not at all; and they got me to go into the attic alone, and they ran off in fear.
Some of the stories about the house & family who owned it varied probably: one story probably involved a woman cursing the family with magic & the wife started to have a mental / emotional / supernatural breakdown that ended up destroying their family literally (with maybe almost all of them or all of them dying or being killed) & the wife’s ghost and/or other ghosts/beings now haunt the house, another story probably involved a female ghost/being haunting the house & possessing the wife and/or scaring her into a breakdown that led to her and/or her families destruction, another story might have involved the supernatural and aliens, and there were more stories/versions of the story with the wife (Mrs. Thurman) being at the center of most of those stories.
When I was in the attic something very strange happened that probably seemed supernatural, the things that happened in the attic during this entire dream were very interesting/detailed/complex that I can not remember what happened exactly & even in the dream parts of what happened are unclear even after they happened, and I probably saw ghost(s)/being(s) & flashbacks of some of the things that happened in the house in the past; and after this experience I left the attic to tell the others, and had them take me around the city & maybe outside the city to talk to their families & people who might know more about the history of the house & the family who owned it.
Whatever happened in the attic slowly changed me throughout the dream & I probably went back into the attic several times to learn more, there I communicated with the wife (Mrs. Thurman) & she probably could appear/communicate with me more & more as the dream went on & I could see/learn more & more about what had happened to her & her family, and each time the house/whatever effected/affected me more & more and I became more connected with it/them & it seemed that what happened to Mrs. Thurman was happening to me too; when I first went in the attic I stayed in there longer than I was supposed to & I learned more than I was supposed to, and so now it/they had me to I guess.
During my journey to learn more I met various senior citizens who had lived in the neighborhood and knew some information about the family & the house, these parts of the dream were detailed & also interesting, and I even learned information about the people & families who lived in the neighborhood near the house.
One of the families had a family member who was a young man who had become somewhat famous (maybe a rapper or actor), he was the one of the people who brought me to meet his older family members since they had some information that I needed, and they reminded me of a normal family on Eastside; and they had their own family drama going on, and so I got to see/hear their family drama as I talked with his family members (which was fun & funny, and reminded me of my family).
His grandmother was complaining that they had not seen him in a while since he became somewhat famous, this was his first time visiting them in a while, and she went on & on about this as I tried to get information from her; but the family drama was handled in a fun way.
After my journey to get more information, which also involved various trips back & forth from the house & around the city & maybe outside of the city, I returned to the house; I forgot to mention that during the flashbacks that I would have, it was like being knocked unconscious and/or dream and/or being possessed and/or being effected/affected by an outside source & the visuals and overall experience(s) are too hard & unclear to describe, it was something that you would have to experience yourself to understand but I wish that I could remember more describe it/them.
After all of my investigating & experiences it seemed to be a mostly supernatural situation but it was possible that there were natural explanations such as alien/unknown phenomenon(s) and/or secret Human experiments going on, it was clear that I was now connected to/part of the situation, and I learned a lot from my last communication with Mrs. Thurman who now seemed to physically be in the house; and I think that she had never died or been dead all this time, so she was not a ghost/spirit/whatever probably.
I think that Mrs. Thurman also warned me/told me that it seemed that we both were now in the same situation it seemed but our conversation/flashbacks/supernatural experience was interrupted where something happened where I probably lost consciousness but thought that I was having another supernatural experience; and I woke up in a small room with two or three government-looking people, the main one was a man with maybe a woman assistant and maybe male security person in the corner.
They revealed that the situation was not supernatural probably, but that it was a secret government(?) experiment, and that I was now part of it.
They had implanted a glowing (maybe bluish colored) circular device that reminded me of the device that powers Iron Man maybe in Mrs. Thurman’s chest (which I thought was odd, why not the brain?) years ago and in me the night that I first went into the attic, this device tricked us/controlled us into seeing/hearing/experiencing the things that we saw/heard/experienced probably & they probably briefly mentioned more information about how they implanted it/when/what it could make us do/think, and this angered me that they had done this to us without our permission & they had destroyed Mrs. Thurman’s life/family all for this experiment.
After letting out my anger I started to ask questions wondering what was the purpose of this experiment/device, where did the technology come from (Human or alien, and/or both?), and more; and many questions/thoughts came to my mind (but I was still trying to make sense of things after having been unconscious) but they just listened to my many questions quietly without responding & they paused smiling a bit as the dream ended like a movie with my point-of-view pulling away from the dream as it faded.