I’m sure we’ve all had those dreams where we’re walking down the sidewalk, minding our own business, and suddenly we realize we are: a) late for the calculus final and b) wearing nothing but a nightshirt.
And shoes that clash.
Accompanied by an apparently insensate, somnambulistic Hawaiian princess zombie.
Yeah, that dream: Shaun of the Dead meets Gilligan’s Island.
Actually, that would be an awesome movie.
In this scenario it’s hard to see a bright side, but if Rihanna here is simply doing research for her part in the as-yet-unannounced Shaun of the Dead/Gilligan’s Island musical, I would say we ALL win.