I wish I remembered more of this movie in my dream because I remember really liking it in the end.
The basic plot was about an alien invasion and the aliens even used biological warfare against us.
The first scene I remember was where I was playing a mother character in a car. Someone was driving and we were on the highway. I had an 18-month-old daughter with light hair. I held her with her back to the windshield, facing me.
A good-looking guy on my right, my husband in the dream, was wearing camo clothing with pockets, a utility belt, knives, a water bottle, and a large handgun. He said he didn’t see any aliens and that we might have outrun them. He looked all around. I told him, “above!” and our baby was so smart, she even looked up. I gently angled her head back down and smiled. I didn’t want her to be afraid.
There was a large alien spaceship flying over our vehicle. It almost resembled a “teddy bear” face with the way the elements were designed on it.
To keep her from freaking out, I started singing, “The Wheels on the Bus.” Partway through, I nudged my husband and he tried to smile and sing along. The driver had trouble controlling the car. After running out of lyrics, I started singing, “The Bear Went Over the Mountain.”
It cut to me in my dream looking at artistic renditions of the next scene where the whole family gets killed by the aliens. People were mad that the writers didn’t even spare the baby and I said it was to make us hate the aliens even more.
There was a part of the dream where I was part of the groups trying to survive and considered being part of a team to help my friend, Dwayne, move to the east coast. My mom tried to talk me out of it. I remember a long field of some pretty bush with leaves similar to poison ivy and it was nighttime.
Later, I was a leader of a survivor group that ended up getting bad press or something and a lot of other survivors didn’t like me. I remember checking mail in a classroom with my survivor group and found a letter from someone who didn’t like what I was doing and it had the biological agent we were avoiding. It was put on/in these neon green packets and boiled at room temperature. I knew that was it. We were all exposed and most likely would die within hours.
I told the group, “Do whatever the hell you want.” And told those with food rations that they were saving to eat them and enjoy them. I remember using my last moments hugging people and getting to know them. One guy (big muscles, tall) I kept saying that it was weird we didn’t cross paths sooner.
One girl said she knew how to get the antidote and that the sender was the guy who created the neon green felt lining of the trunk of the car in the dream. One character in the movie committed suicide by leaving the classroom and getting an alien to impale her with its scorpion-like pincher. The alien was neon green.
I thought that it was a lame ending to the story and couldn’t understand why so many people liked this story. I found out that there were alternate endings.
Throughout the movie, there were cutaways of people recording music and CDs being made and distributed.
The better ending showed the evil aliens and the humans working with them were overthrown by the suffering humans and how this weird movie was an allegory about civil rights.
The ending sounds confusing and crappy when I explain it here, but OMG I loved the alternate ending so much, I cried. (This only happens in real life with REALLY well-told stories.)
The other parts I remember that may or may not be part of this dream:
I remember being in a house with green worn carpet. The owner of the house looked like Robin Williams with weird hair. He pulled out a large pistol and put it down. I remember a scrap of paper on the ground and found it was the City of Canton torn from a map of Ohio. I remembered creating a diagram with cities torn from the same map and wondered where I’d put Canton.
Later, the man talked about some situation and said he’d “use this” to scare something away. He handed me his gun. It was big and heavy, but I was able to pull the slide easily.
There was another part of the dream where I was in a bad neighborhood and was trying to fix my window on my van, but instead somehow made my back windows roll up and down instead. I remember the parking lot cement barriers being torn up and not straight and the shop I parked in front of was brick and elevated a half story from the parking lot. This town had many hills.
Note: Neon / lime green shows up when my subconscious is trying to tell me I’m dreaming. It’s the color I change objects to when I do a reality check in lucid dreams. I call this color “dream green.”
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