Bis Ans Ende Der Welt (the trilogy) (1991).
It's always interesting to see 'yesterday's futures'.
Predicting 1999 as being full of video phones, credit card digital music, popular GPS use and everyone carrying a digital video camera wasn't far off but who would have thought they would be all in the same device by the second decade of the new century?
It's a lovely shaggy dog story road movie up until the final act.
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The problem I have with it is the notion that people would become addicted to badly distorted video of their own dreams.
It may be a novelty for a while but most people would soon get bored with looking at their own dreams unless there was competition.
If you could load your dreams up to Youtube or Facebook you might try to manipulate your own dreams to 'big up' your own subconscious and compete with other people to be a dream celebrity and become addicted to that but I really can't see how writing a dream diary would be any different from filming one straight from the source.
People become hooked on blog writing and forums like this one (something probably difficult to predict back in 1991) but rarely as narcotically as the dream machine in this film which advocates the written word as a cure for addiction to self reflection.
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It's well worth seeing the longer form of the project as it has genuine charm, even if it does have imperialistic overtones and it's very easy on the eye.
4 Bears finding you.