NekoHomey Purely Joyful Movie!

Catangro After playing with our expectations, this turns out to be a very different sort of film.

Helllins It is both painfully honest and laugh-out-loud funny at the same time.

Fatma Suarez The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

clayman-colony I'm a big fan of sci-fi and try to watch everything even remotely connected to the genre. This film however was so bad I couldn't even bring me to see it till the end. OMG! One of the worst films I've ever seen! The plot, the actors, the lack of logic...I'm lost for words! Actually - I could make a better movie myself for just $100.I don't understand the people giving this a good review - are you joking or is your taste in films so bad that you actually think this is good? What is wrong with you? This film is pure crap, a total waste of time and should be buried and forgotten for eternity.Avoid this sorry excuse for a film. The good reviews for this film actually made me so angry that I had to register here, just to write this review!

ron finberg (rfinberg) I have to be honest, I was surprised by how much I enjoyed this film! Like something out of the Twilight Zone, the Director takes us through a journey that keeps you on your toes from scene to scene. This is not a horror film or meant to be one... it's more of a Sci-fi thriller that takes you on the ride of your life. Smart, Creepy, suspenseful, but what I loved more than anything is that Writer/Director James Lay does not take the audience to be a bunch of mindless idiots. The only Sci-fi fan that would not enjoy this, would be one that just didn't understand the film.From the mood setting backdrops to the intellectual story telling, Dreamland is a must see!

Bangletom A moody, three-quarter-sketched genre document somewhere between The X-Files, The Twilight Zone, The Mothman Prophecies and (surprisingly) a heartwarming Lifetime fictioner, writer-director James Lay's Dreamland is a spooky, open-ended, alien-tinged quasi-thriller that makes the most of its desolate landscapes. Shot in deep shades of blue by cinematographer Jonathan Hale, the movie is an old school, filmic exercise in the elongation of apprehension. When filmmaker Robert Rodriguez talked, in Rebel without a Crew, his tome about the making of El Mariachi, about making a list of one's assets, and then using those to help shape the narrative of a movie, he could very well have been talking about a movie like this, so spare and streamlined are its moves and payoffs.There's also an admirable, rewarding slow-play of details to match the low-key stakes of the story. if you can take character-rooted nuance in your sci-fi, there's some genuine enjoyment to be found here.

occjph Ed Wood, perhaps the worst film maker of all time left us gems that are SO bad, they delight, being unintentionally funny and therefore charming and innocent.James Lay, and his financial backers (Mom and Dad, it seems from the credits) have created in 'Dreamland' a film just as poorly made as any Ed Wood film, but lacking any charm or innocence. Dreamland simply stinks, and about the only good thing about this 90 minute waste of time is the certain knowledge that James Lay and his fellow perps will never make another picture again.I must mention some of the dramatic lengths some of the crew took to avoid being associated with this horrible picture. I'm sure the production controller, once seeing the completed film, demanded to have his or her name changed in the credits to 'Donna Snartlebutt' and the accounting done by 'Brutus'. One can imagine 'Brutus' with his roll of 5 dollar bills paying the crew at the end of a shooting day.I wont mention the many technical problems with this pathetic little videotape, but I must mention a few commentaries that compare this slag to the work of David Lynch. You know you have turned out a real stinker when you have your mom log into IMDb and post such astonishing BS - no one , save violent mental patients, could -ever- mistake 'dreamland' with -anything- produced by Lynch. What a horrific slight against Mr. Lynch and his work.Go back to film school, Mr Lay.