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I woke up somewhere around 3:30 this morning and did not feel like going back to sleep until now when it's time to head out to work. I watched bad TV, including an incredibly sappy 1944 B&W movie fantasy about dying told as a voyage on a ship. Shocking metaphor! ;-) I think it has the big guy from the Maltese Falcon on it. Sydney Greenstreets -- Between Two Worlds. "User Comments: Forgotten film deserves more recognition.." imdb.com. I'm not sure I agree. That and the Great Wall, weather, and dinosaurs in China kept me semi-alert until Lost World came on. Then I gave up and switched to the computer. One of those fantasy sequences where the guy would just wake up at the end. Now if the butch guy had had better tattoos or less leather on, maybe I'da watched it.