Today I got Dark City: The Director’s Cut. Tomorrow, I will commence watching. My nerdy love of this movie is such that even my dear father, who normally does not comment on such things, told me I’m a nerd.
Oh, well.
I can’t help it I’ve been dreaming about Dr. Schreber for two nights straight.
I can’t rationally explain just how much I love that character. He is my favorite character of any medium, ever. I want to sew a Dr. Schreber plushy. I am considering buying a Jack Bauer action figure and modding it into a Dr. Schreber figure. I wish Dark City was more well-known so I could read fanfic about Dr. Schreber. Provided it was well-designed, I would get a Dr. Schreber tattoo. He’s just that cool.
Should I worry that my totem character is a duplicitous, crippled, devious, slurring, tortured and mentally unbalanced turncoat? Can’t help it. I just want to bring him home and give him a hot cup of tea and a cookie.
Sigh
I <3 Dr. Schreber
