Lee
(Michael Sanville) is a shiftless factory worker who meets the girl of his dreams
(Stephanie Shuford), quite literally.
They soon figure out their chance meeting was a product of astral
projection that occurs whenever they have sex.
Eventually, the two lovebirds discover they’re able to whisk themselves
away to far off places every time they do the deed.
Dreams
Come True is a low budget astral projection sex comedy/drama released by Troma,
and it’s not nearly as exploitative (or fun) as their in-house
productions. Strangely enough, the
version I saw had all the nudity cut out of it.
I can’t say that heaps of nudity would’ve salvaged the picture, but it
certainly couldn’t have hurt.
At
least the astral projection scenes have a kooky allure to them. Every time the couple falls asleep, a glowing
version of themselves rises up and begins spinning around towards the screen
during a half-assed light show. It kind
of looks like a cross between outtakes from Xanadu and deleted scenes from an
a-ha video. These sequences are repeated
often, but they do help break up the monotony of the ho-hum drama between the
pair of paranormal paramours.
While
the comedy portions of the film are largely unfunny (like when they steal a
pizza), it works much better than the awkwardly handled scenes of Shuford
confronting her rapist uncle. These scenes
are unappealing and give the otherwise harmless movie a tinge of unnecessary
unpleasantness. It also doesn’t help
that the matter is resolved in such an unsatisfying manner.
My
favorite scene comes when the couple go to the movies and see The Children. Later, while making love, they accidentally
astral project themselves INTO the movie and are attacked by the ghoulish boys
and girls from that classic killer kiddie flick. That scene alone is enough to keep this one
from being a total washout. (Which makes
sense since both films were from the same director.)
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