unpeeling an orange

Last night, I dreamt of a movie that doesn’t exist: The Long and Slow Unpeeling of an Orange . The dream comes apart in layers. In the first, I am within the movie, watching the characters pass by - ghost in the narrative. A layer up: telling a friend about the plot ( more than a little perplexed and irritated with it…"Why would they name the movie something so unrelated to the main storyline?" ).…