My (Oscar-induced) LOST Nightmare

This is for real.  Last night I had a nightmare that Kate from Lost was in that glass-enclosed cage, like the one they put Jack in, at the Hydra station during Season 3.   

Jim Carrey came over, dressed in a prison onesie like Hanibal Lecter.  He slid open the glass (so Ace Venura) and took out a meat cleaver and started hacking Kate to little pieces.  And it was actually really scary! 

All the while, she didn’t scream.  She said ”I’ll finally get to know what this feels like” (straight out of Takashi Miike’s Ichi the Killer) and then she calmly said things about Jack and stuff that I can’t remember, but it was all very lucid and Lost-related.   (I wish I could remember — maybe I blocked out spoilers). 

In my dream I was very disappointed that Kate was getting the axe, just like one feels in any good horror movie when the cool person dies.  There wasn’t much blood, and it was pretty surreal because she continued talking until she was just a mouth on the floor, still murmuring softly about Jack. 

Analysis:

The meat cleaver hacking symbolizes the Oscars horror movie montage.

Jim Carrey as Hannibal Lecter symbolizes the fact that like a good portion of the movies in that montage were straight up comedies.

Kate being hacked apart symbolizes (a) my preemptive irritation with the fact that we’ll undoubtedly have to endure a Kwon episode tomorrow night before we can get back to the Kate/Claire/Christian/Aaron/Jack story; or possibly (b) my deep, subconscious longing for a Quentin Tarantino moment after seeing him lose; or, (c) a Spoiler from God.

Kate continuing to speak in a calm voice the whole time, even when hacked into pieces?  Well that’s simple.  My alarm wakes me to NPR.  And I hit snooze a lot.  Hard.

I hope to have more of these.