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In the style of Charlie Kaufman’s screenplays — e.g., Being John Malkovich (1999), Adaptation (2002), and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) — Norwegian writer/director Kristoffer Borgli’s Dream Scenario, his first English-language feature film, is a smart and stinging rebuke to the celebrity of influencer culture, consumer capitalism, and perhaps most provocatively, cancel culture. As such, there is a decidedly conservative streak to this satirical film with, at one point, overt references made to the “Alt Right” and Intellectual Dark Web-aligned figures (e.g. Joe Rogan, Jordan Peterson, Tucker Carlson).
As an outsider’s critique of American culture, Dream Scenario follows in the steps of Borgli’s first film, the well-received black comedy Sick of Myself (2022), which skewers the social cult of inclusivity/diversity and its associated reward mechanisms for exaggerated claims of victimization. “Though there were good intentions,” Borgli has noted, “an economy formed around being a victim, being marginalized or looking differently. That’s what incentivized me to think that placed in the wrong hands, it could have a very fatalistic outcome.”[1] Borgli wrote the scripts of both films shortly after moving from Norway to Los Angeles, a place he found far more narcissistic than his home country.
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In Dream Scenario, Nicolas Cage plays Paul Matthews, a meek and frumpy professor of evolutionary biology who lives with his wife and two teen daughters, both perpetually glued to their phones, in an upscale suburban neighborhood in Massachusetts. He is a drab and unremarkable figure, and somewhat emasculated: We learn, for example, that he “chose” to take his wife’s last name in a cringeworthy, misplaced gesture of feminist solidarity; at home we see him continuously defer to the females of his household, and at the college where he teaches we see him generally ignored by his class of bored students. As the movie unfolds, one could argue that Paul’s arc becomes an allegory for the accumulated cultural repression of white males in modern American society and the potentially explosive, defensive reactions from said white males that might ensue if pushed to the breaking point. Borgli subtly frames the film’s events within the Darwinian contours of evolutionary biology and its sister field of memetics.
Influenced by Jung’s writings on the tension between the conscious and unconscious mind, as well as his Internet dives into online discussions of astral projection,[2] Borgli depicts a freak phenomenon of the collective unconsciousness manifesting itself in a strange new way: Paul begins to appear in other people’s dreams, the common feature of these dreams being Paul’s disinterest and inaction while the dreamer is being hunted or otherwise threatened. In these dream scenarios, Paul’s curbed role as a bystander partially serves as a representation of the aforementioned generalized white male anxiety, emasculation, and beta-male passivity. In an interview about the film, Borgli notes:
We spend a lot of our lives dreaming in bed, but we also spend our waking life mostly in our heads too. I feel like we’re not participating in reality as much as we are thinking about our past or the imagined future at any moment. That is a big part of the experience of life. I thought of this movie as a possibility of going there and exploring that. There’s a discrepancy between reality and what you dream about, and I wanted to put those two in dialogue and explore that tension.[3]
Despite his bystander passivity, and due largely to the novelty of the phenomenon, Paul becomes fleetingly famous, a viral sensation driven primarily by Gen Z types on social media. At the college where Paul teaches, a throng of students has experienced his appearance in their dreams. As Paul enters the lecture hall one day, instead of it being nearly empty, as is typical for his lectures, the room is crowded. The students in attendance give him a round of applause, and although he’s a bit embarrassed by the adulation, Paul soaks it in before talking to the students:
PAUL: Who’s really here for the lecture on kin selection? Show of hands . . . Okay, the rest of you, I’ll give you five minutes before I start the lecture, okay? Ask me anything . . . Yes, you?
STUDENT: How does it feel to go viral?
PAUL: Huh . . . Well, we can discuss that when we get to memetics later this year.
Paul hopes to leverage his newfound fame to find a publisher for his yet-to-be-written academic book on ants — itself an apt allusion to the collective, hive-mind type of human behavior generated by social media and ubiquitous advertising. Borgli says of Paul:
He feels he is being robbed of academic success and has an image of himself that doesn’t match his image in the world. It’s interesting that while he has this midlife crisis, that’s when everyone starts dreaming about him. He’s so starved for attention that he conflates being seen in this way with success.[4]
As he listlessly attempts to find a publisher, we see the awfulness of Madison Avenue types as represented by Trent (Michael Cera), an unscrupulous upstart public relations agent and his sycophant assistant Mary, who essentially deliver to Paul one false promise after another in an effort to lock him down as a client. They’re eager for Paul to agree to do product-placement (Sprite) in other people’s dreams, a proposition that Paul is disgusted by. But despite extolling such principles, we see the lure of fame ensnare Paul: a young woman from the Madison Avenue agency named Molly pursues him in the hopes of actualizing the sexually explicit dreams she’s had of him. He clumsily facilitates the setting for this scenario, but for Molly it doesn’t go down quite as expected, and for Paul it leads to a moment of humiliation that begins a subsequent unraveling of his life.
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“So, I’m starting to think that maybe Nick Bostrom was right about the simulation theory,” Paul says at a dinner party that turns sour. “That would sure explain a lot about my situation.”
Whereas in the first act Paul was an odd but welcome feature in others’ dreams, the second takes a darker turn as Paul becomes a Freddie Krueger-type nightmare character in these people’s dreams, engaging in all sorts of sadistic depravities there. It is within this context — where some of his college students become “traumatized” by Paul’s sudden appearance in their nightmares — that the film engages in an effective critique of cancel culture. When pushed into a corner by false and baseless allegations, and with nowhere else to turn, might the white male become the very thing society is accusing him of being?
At Paul’s college, we see a cognitive behavioral therapist working with a dozen or so students who feel “unsafe” around Paul. In several instances, the film mocks woke mantras of “lived experience” and how infantilized students being triggered is, which on woke campuses is sufficient cause for a college to cancel someone, especially if the “offender” is a straight, white male. The bullying mob mentality of social media-fueled cancel culture is most pointedly depicted when a large group of students paint “LOSER” on Paul’s car and he shouts insults at them in response — his rage being captured on the students’ phone cameras, of course. To the college’s Dean, Paul protests against the absurdity that he is somehow responsible for their dreams, but his protests are in vain. The handwriting is already on the wall. Despite tenure, his employment at the college is threatened. Fissures begin to appear in his marriage, leading to its ultimate dissolution.
Trent, the Madison Avenue agent, explains to Paul that, given the dark turn people’s dreams of Paul have taken, Sprite has pulled out of consideration as an advertiser. The corporations are now scared and risk-averse, Trent and his team explain to Paul; however, they propose an “audience-pivot”:
TRENT: We’re talking about a complete 180. We have to think fresh. Corporate culture won’t touch this. It’s too risky.
MARY: Yeah, but we are getting positive signals from a different venue. The whole — I don’t want to say “Alt Right” — but the kind of anti-establishment space, you know, kind of the Jordan Peterson route.
TRENT: Yeah, we can maybe get you on Rogan or something. Share your experience of being cancelled and just, like, pivot . . .
PAUL: Guys, no. I hate that idea. I don’t want to be some culture war person. I . . . I . . . I don’t want to be controversial.
TRENT: There is a chance, we think, to get you on Tucker Carlson this week . . . So, that’s a big audience. Just think about that. Don’t answer right now.
MARY: And then also, there’s France, Paul. For some reason, they love you over there. Even with the nightmares, they love it.
TRENT: Yeah. You’re building a fanbase over there.
A striking sequence is when Paul dreams of being hunted with bow and arrow by a version of himself wearing hunter camouflage. The allegory here seems to be that while in a social media age where the operative dynamics of “natural selection” appear to be shaped less by physical prowess (genetics) and more by the cunning manipulation of cultural tropes (memetics), especially with respect to wokeness and how it currently serves as a winning strategy in our current “evolutionary biological” game/model, it is physical strength and power — however dormant it might be at the moment — that will prevail in the end.
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Desperate to keep his job, Paul tries to get ahead of the cancel culture mob by releasing a self-pitying apology video where he cries and asserts that he is the victim, which might provide him some leeway in a culture animated by the victimology cult of wokeness. This video humiliates his wife and leads to their rapid divorce.
In the film’s final sequences, set at some undetermined point in the near future, we see how the discovery of a shared collective unconscious experience has led Silicon Valley to develop wearable tech allowing one to enter someone else’s dream . . . and promote corporate advertising or one’s personal projects. We see youth gravitate toward this tech commodification and praise it in the most superficial and conformist of ways. Of this sequence in the film, Borgli says:
I was thinking about taking a strange, abstract, and metaphysical concept from an H. P. Lovecraft story and placing it into our banal and real culture to see how they clash. I just followed what I thought would be the playbook of how that would all play out. I thought that if this were to really happen, at some point, the dream phenomenon would get co-opted and made into a product. It captured some of my fears — i.e., if we let everything be a race to the bottom of market decisions, we will have nothing sacred left. I’m scared of the American model winning over and then turning everything into products.[5]
With respect to the uncertain future between Paul and his wife, the film ends on an ambiguous and bittersweet note, although that ambiguity is somewhat clarified by Borgli in an interview: “He loses perspective over his values, and at the film’s conclusion you see a man who finally understands what is important, but at the cost of having lost everything.”[6]
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In its critique of American culture, Dream Scenario offers many prescient and interwoven layers. Being a Norwegian who is quite fluent in English, Borgli offers us an outsider’s perspective, and Dream Scenario is instructive satire, pressing various themes that the New Right has been pressing for quite a long time. Of the commodification of virtually everything, Borgli notes:
As a filmmaker from a country where they have a film institute that funds movies and who’s coming to work in America where there’s no such system, there’s only the business model. I’m always aware and fearful of how market incentives can corrupt anything good, original, or sacred. It’s something that I want to talk about because there are ways that we don’t even see that advertising and marketing are slowly paving the road to hell.[7]
Of social media and influencer culture:
There [are] so many of these 24-hour viral sensations — unlikely celebrities — and some capitalize on it and even create a career around this accidental fame. Some, of course, get completely humiliated and shamed and wish they could delete themselves from the internet. It just feels like more of a scary time to engage with the public, because the public is the world now.[8]
Through both the film and in interviews, Borgli hammers home this dominant cultural trend’s detrimental and dysfunctional aspects:
We’re more and more pressured into making ourselves personal brands. It’s hard to live up to that personal brand. I think the discrepancy between person and persona is extremely vital and vibrant in the culture right now because we’re curating and branding ourselves. Maybe in ways that we don’t know, it’s damaging our own identity and self-worth. It’s harder to change positions on things because you’ve made yourself a solid, one-idea brand. That’s sort of how we deal with people now. There’s less space for nuance in that way, and we’re contributing to that.[9]
When asked if he believes the celebrity and fame dynamics of social media and influencer culture are redeemable in their current form, Borgli offers a trenchant reply that employs an Aristotelian definition of excellence:
We need to understand that some of the goals we pursue in the more conceptual and abstract parts of our modern life have an effect on our bodies. For example, we realized that fast food is not something we can run on. We can’t live a life on empty calories. Similarly, I think there’s a lot of empty calories in our culture right now. There’s a lot of noise and not a lot of signals. There’s something positive about status and recognition. It’s important that collectively, we can deem something as “good,” such as a good piece of art. While this mechanism for recognition is positive and a good cultural tool, it has been weaponized against us with all these different ways that we can self-promote and get what we think feels like status. But it’s this empty calorie version of status. We need to parse out what is healthy and unhealthy, and we need to stop chasing the byproduct of achievement and start chasing achievement itself.[10]
Lastly, there is a metatextual element to Dream Scenario when one considers the memeification of Nic Cage himself, usually surrounding his often intense (and sometimes endearingly over-the-top) performances. In a highly informative interview to promote the film, Cage discusses all of this and places it within the context of his character Paul:
I think the movie works on many different levels. It’s a bit like peeling an onion, it has different layers. On my mind was more of my own memeification and how I was trying to process waking up in 2009 and foolishly Googling my name and seeing those ‘Cage Loses His Sh*t’ memes, and thinking, well, I signed up to be a film actor. I didn’t sign up to be an internet meme. I don’t know what this is. I had no reference point for it. I found it frustrating, but I also found it stimulating. I thought it was confusing, but I had nowhere to put it.
So, when Dream Scenario came along, I quickly thought I might have, in some strange little way, the life experience to play Paul’s dreamification, because what he’s going through is not really unlike that: People start dreaming about him overnight and then they start talking about their dreams and it goes viral. And I thought, I can make it real for myself and real within the performance because of my memeification. I don’t say this with any complaint anymore or with any ill will. I’ve made friends with it, subsequently, and I’ve decided that, if anything, it’s kept me in the conversation. And it’s also given people a kind of id release. I mean, when they see these meltdowns, I think there’s some vicarious enjoyment to be able to kind of play out those fantasies that we can’t really do, because we all want to behave in society, you know?[11]
Max West writes at Logical Meme and @Logicalmeme.
References
Ilana Kaplan, “‘Dream Scenario’ Director Kristoffer Borgli on How His Surreal A24 Film Is Inspired By ‘Shin Godzilla’,” Backstage, November 15, 2023.
Natalia Keogan, “‘I’m Very Comfortable With Repeating Ideas Until They Are Perfected’: Kristoffer Borgli on Sick of Myself,” Filmmaker, April 12, 2023.
Zachary Lee, “Inside My Head: Kristoffer Borgli on Dream Scenario,” RogerEbert.com, November 6, 2023.
Marshall Shaffer, “Interview: Kristoffer Borgli on Satirizing Meme-ification and Cancellation in Dream Scenario,” Slant, November 10, 2023.
Damon Wise, “Nicolas Cage On ‘Dream Scenario,’ Resurrecting Superman And Working In Television: ‘I Never Would’ve Considered It Five Years Ago’,” Deadline, January 11, 2024.
Notes
[1] Keogan.
[2] Kaplan.
[3] Lee.
[4] Lee.
[5] Lee.
[6] Lee.
[7] Shaffer.
[8] Kaplan.
[9] Shaffer.
[10] Lee.
[11] Wise.
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I really enjoyed this film, and good review as well.
Just got back from the theatre, thoroughly impressed and slightly befuddled by this brilliant film.
Thankfully there are great articles like this one that can disentangle the many threads of thought and weave them back into a cohesive whole, explicating all the transitory “a-ha” moments that came and went in the turbulence of the initial viewing. I hope Kristoffer Borgli comes across this astute analysis at some point. I think it would be gratifying to see someone “get” your art to this degree, especially when contrasted by his countrymen’s predictably tame, lukewarm takes.
I shouldn’t be too critical of the state propagandists in this instance. Getting even the smallest acknowledgement of “kanselleringskultur” past the NRK editors without the usual paragraph of disclaimers and shibboleths to appease the so-called “marginalized groups” speaks to the quality of the film itself, especially when the film daringly depicts a straight, white male as the victim of said culture. The fact that “cancelled” characters like Jordan Peterson or Tucker Carlson remain the edgiest extreme of these journalists’ hermeneutic horizons definitely bedims this single ray of sunlight, but as a forced funder of our humble metropole’s wannabe BBC I’ve learned to appreciate even the smallest of victories.
Our pretender-Pravda have used “kanselleringskultur” and related terms extremely sparingly in their articles. The most notable example was when a controversial influencer was hit by the mildest cancellation imaginable. She barely lost her taxpayer-funded podcast contract after thousands of complaints were filed in response to an Instagram post captioned “life becomes approx. 1 billion times more fun when you just stop giving a damn 🧚🏻 💓”, where she poses in a mirror alongside a friend holding a baggie of white powder. These podcasts are of course still available in full on the NRK website. We wouldn’t want the realm to lose this edifying font of dialectical discourse on such diverse themes as fashion, pharmaceuticals and fornication. She has also been granted ample airtime by the broadcaster following her cancellation. Thanks to this airtime, the semi-cancellation of a state-sponsored influencer (hired to appeal to the teenage girl demographic) who unabashedly advertised the joys of chronotropic fairy-dust was later laundered into a tale of a troubled young entrepreneur who received a wakeup call after tragically falling victim to the painful consequences of stimulants (specifically the consequences of getting caught enjoying them). A somewhat more lenient cancellation than the arbitrary debanking, unpersoning and even continent-wide bans found in this thing of ours.
The reason I spent the past paragraph detailing this frankly banal episode is because this perfectly illustrates one idea of cancellation that our state media has been comfortable impressing upon the public: The culprits of cancellation aren’t leftist radicals purging politically incorrect professors, but rather rabid reactionary prudes persecuting downtrodden people. There are a couple of other ways that NRK have felt comfortable acknowledging “kanselleringskultur” in their articles. Below is a list of every article they have published addressing the phenomenon in a Norwegian context. See if you can identify a pattern:
A piece about an Asian and an African bickering over cancellation of queer-skeptics
For some mysterious reason they agree that racism should be cancelled, but the Asian fellow urges a bit of restraint when labeling someone a racist because the label is potentially harmful, as racists are naturally to be considered the lowest of the low
An older piece about how great cancel culture has been for transvestites
No lie detected here, I guess…
National Museum states that the removal of a “colonialist” painting wasn’t “cancel culture”
This is apparently because the removal wasn’t political, as the director of that particular department later retracted her loud and proud proclamation of what was supposed to be the quiet part, and thus retroactively made the removal a non-political one
Woman suing former workplace after being wrongfully cancelled for transphobia
A woman was fired from her position at the local help-a-colored-person organization because she was a moderate on the tranny question, and now she is suing said organization for wrongful termination
Brown artists afraid of being cancelled for supporting Palestine
No details on who is doing the cancelling, just a colored woman patting herself on the back for taking such a courageous stand and risking martyrdom through cancellation (being pro-Palestine in Norway is about as risky as being pro-gay in San Francisco)
To summarize the entire NRK cancel culture canon in one sentence: It may potentially be excessive when it negatively impacts women and coloreds, but when it impacts white men, history or culture it’s actually not real because getting rid of white men is fundamentally a politically neutral act (as nobody in their right mind would ever explicitly disagree with getting rid of white men as such).
Looking back, I probably got a bit carried away in writing this comment, but oh well. All of this is just to say that an internationally successful Norwegian director willing to depict a straight white man being unreasonably detested by his community is pretty damn daring in the current climate. Even NRK can, for the first time ever, deride “kanselleringskultur” in a context where it’s actually having a negative impact on a white man, and this is all because they still have that old patriotic loyalty and pride hidden away deep in their hearts. Whenever a Norwegian makes it big out there in the wider world, even urban liberal journalists tend to find that their instinct to cheer and wave flags overrides their aversion to whatever is actually being said.
If this exact plot and production was transplanted to a Norwegian setting and performed in Norwegian by Norwegian actors for a Norwegian audience, with no further ambitions of international success, I can pretty much guarantee that our own movie reviewers and critics would smugly deride it as a quaint film pandering to anti-woke old farts. The fact that it isn’t automatically dismissed feels shockingly new and unlikely, as if something true finally slipped past all the censors’ memory holes and incinerators and finally found itself in the paper. Either that or the turning tide is actually beginning to work on the monolithic sheet of cold bureaucracy that has covered us for so long, and it is finally beginning to crack. Maybe it’s Pollyannish, but here’s hoping for the latter!
Anyways, thank you for an insightful analysis of this excellent film.
This comment could stand as a separate article itself. Very good writing!
Thank you 🙂
I saw this film three months ago sandwiched between two others that afternoon. Perhaps revealing more about myself than is wise, I found it uncomfortable, boring and unrealistic (even given its “magical realist” premise). To the extent I can recall my unimpressed reaction at the time (and I really can’t remember the specific scenes too well, except for the failed adultery one), I ‘got’ that it was a bit of a satire on cancel culture, but I recall at the time thinking I wished it had been stronger in its indictment. Did Cage’s character do anything truly ‘based’ in any of the other people’s dreams? I can’t remember. All his talk about his book and “kin selection” definitely contained some possibilities in that regard, but I can’t recall their being developed.
His black academic admin superior was portrayed in appropriately cowardly fashion, and I especially ended up hating the poor guy’s wife. Her whole set of reactions were typically liberal-female, unsupportive and despicable. I applaud the director for that depiction. But otherwise, I would say this ‘serious’ film was something of a missed opportunity (and not very good as pure entertainment).
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