Well, it seems that I have had another dream involving myself partaking in a form of entertainment I normally wouldn't and involving multiple closed-room murders, a random organism and a tangential relationship to Christianity. It goes as follows:
I prefer literature over films, hence it was rather uncharacteristic of me to be in a theater, but alas, here I was. It was about priest driving interstate through the middle of nowhere. Noticing a man by a broken down car on the side of the road, naturally, he offered him a ride. Needless to say, this gentleman, an exceptionally skilled illusionist, accepted the kind proposal. What the priest did not know was, the illusionist was also a serial killer, who used his talent to commit numerous closed-room murders that remain unsolved. Now, the rather dark, muted colors, grey cloud-cast skies and ominous gales seemed to be setting up for a horror, or perhaps thriller film.
That was not he case. Because then, the action movie plot kicked in.
An abrupt demonic invasion is unleashed upon the world, sweeping across entire countries as a supernatural blitzkrieg of insurmountable proportions. Faced with certain death encroaching towards them, the two men drive unto it. One armed with his pistols, sleight of hand and experience in closed-room murder. The other with the righteous wrath of God, which apparently manifested as the ability to breathe out bees like some sort of incredibly odd dragon.
And so it begins, humanity's counterattack. Lead, conducted and solely performed by a saint and a sinner, annihilating entire infernal legions by themselves. Because as it turns out, demons are weak to bees and closed-room murder.