Wednesday, February 09, 2005
With Macarthur and Radames-from-Rome
I dreamed that this soldier from ancient Rome, who actually looked a lot like Radames from Aida, and a Native American princess, who looked like Pocahontas, fell in love. Except the princess was already engaged to someone from her tribe named Macarthur. Authentic Native American name there. So Radames-from-Rome (henceforth referred to as RFR) cut off Macarthur's foot... real nice guy... and then he sent him to this painting class in Rome three times a week. Macarthur was, for some reason, eternally grateful to RFR, proclaiming, "I get to leave the village three times a week? OKAY!"
So RFR and the princess have their li'l secret rendezvous with Macarthur none the wiser. So scrupulous. And this really does sound Aida-esque. One day RFR goes to the painting class to see how Macarthur is doing, but Macarthur's not there. In fact, no one's there. There are desks all over the room, but the only person there is an English scrub lady who informs him that Macarthur knows all about them and has gone off to kill RFR.
RFR races back to the village, and then we cut to Macarthur arriving there, needless to say a little slow since he only has one foot. He arrives and sees the Indian chief, who informs him that he has already sold the princess to RFR. Macarthur watches sadly as RFR and the princess ride off in a Colonial covered wagon (what historical place and time IS this story in anyway?!)
Suddenly, the princess LEAPS out of the wagon and starts barreling back toward the Indian chief in slow mo, yelling, "Daaaaaaaaaddddddyyyyyyyyyyyy!" and the Indian chief runs toward her in slow motion and it's all very weird and cheesy reuniting after being apart a whole three seconds. (And what will be RFR's reaction to this?) Then the chief pulls out a camera and tries to take a picture of the princess as he's running toward her, but then he accidentally drops the camera into the ocean which is, incidentally, next to the field of grass they're running to. And then they embrace lovingly and it's the end.
So RFR and the princess have their li'l secret rendezvous with Macarthur none the wiser. So scrupulous. And this really does sound Aida-esque. One day RFR goes to the painting class to see how Macarthur is doing, but Macarthur's not there. In fact, no one's there. There are desks all over the room, but the only person there is an English scrub lady who informs him that Macarthur knows all about them and has gone off to kill RFR.
RFR races back to the village, and then we cut to Macarthur arriving there, needless to say a little slow since he only has one foot. He arrives and sees the Indian chief, who informs him that he has already sold the princess to RFR. Macarthur watches sadly as RFR and the princess ride off in a Colonial covered wagon (what historical place and time IS this story in anyway?!)
Suddenly, the princess LEAPS out of the wagon and starts barreling back toward the Indian chief in slow mo, yelling, "Daaaaaaaaaddddddyyyyyyyyyyyy!" and the Indian chief runs toward her in slow motion and it's all very weird and cheesy reuniting after being apart a whole three seconds. (And what will be RFR's reaction to this?) Then the chief pulls out a camera and tries to take a picture of the princess as he's running toward her, but then he accidentally drops the camera into the ocean which is, incidentally, next to the field of grass they're running to. And then they embrace lovingly and it's the end.
Labels: adam pascal, aida, pocahontas
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