gaston and I were talking about dreams. It's just past 5am, and thanks to suffocating under my blanket I have awoken and want to get this concept down before it's gone. It has inspired in me a movie idea.
In my dream I had thought I was watching Marie, a Hungarian Legend, although this obviously wasn't the case. The film starred Douglass Montgomery, Frank Morgan, and Rose Hobart. It's about a man who looks back on his life and, in particular, a woman he had loved 34 years earlier and the part she played in all his crucial life events since then (psychologically -- he has not seen her since).
This wasn't in the dream, but I thought of it immediately after waking up: it was moderately reminiscent of Kalatozov's The Red Tent, and perhaps the man was putting himself on trial and felt guilty for a number of complex emotional reasons about his life and the part his lost love and the various people since then have played in it. Not sure how well this would work, but it would be cool.
I have no idea why I would mash so many different movies together in my mind and think it Marie and, further, think that it got better with each viewing. Now it's another idea I would like to see made.
I am going back to sleep -- will discover if this is grammatically correct tomorrow.