Phil’s recent post about getting phone calls from the great beyond, compelled me to share this one story that happened to a group of my buddies. It’s just freaky. My friend Ham Tran, who is a filmmaker (check out his award winning Journey from the Fall) also moonlights as an editor for Vietnamese music and variety shows. Believe me, these shows are huge and travel all over the world, entertaining various diaspora communities.
A couple of years ago, they stage a big show in downtown Dallas in a historic theater. They stayed a few blocks away in a historic hotel. Once they checked in, well, let’s just say that strange things started to happen. People in the crew were experiencing nightmares, but that could’ve just been the late night Tex Mex dinners they were chowing down during late night set ups, preparing for the big show. My friend Ham just felt weird in the hotel. After a couple of days, he just mentioned about his nightmare he experienced the night before to a colleague and the guy said he had one too. Before you know it, word started spreading among the crew. But, was it all Jungian collective unconsciousness? Pre-show jitters?
