I did not enjoy the movie Cloverfield. I mean, it wasn't a bad idea, but the camerawork made me nauseous and while normally something like that wouldn't be scary, trying to keep from vomiting while watching it created a similar enough effect. Like many things, being subjected to fear while watching something that isn't really scary caused my subconscious to revolt. This is the source of many odd dreams.
I remember the dream started with me waking up, putting on a house coat, and taking a look outside. Then I hear Cloverfield's roar. I run outside to see what's going on, and there's Clover, rampaging through the neighborhood. Then it turned its head, looked at me, and roared again. Then Megatron, Transformers G1 style, bursts out of a house, screams "SHUT THE [tornado fang] UP" and starts blasting Clover.
I also have a dream story that's just scary.
I was apparently the head of a huge crime syndicate or something. We were using a corporate front, real action movie bad guy like. Well, the police or some special forces or whoever attacked the building. Huge gun-fights raging throughout the lower floors. My guys start getting pushed back, when one of the big hero people on the police side turns on her allies and helps turn the tide. This is not where it gets scary.
This is. The next day, my best friend and I are talking and the conversation suddenly shifts to dreams. She tells me about a dream she had the night before. She was working with a SWAT like organization, and was storming a corporation that was being used as a front for a huge crime syndicate. During the battles though, she blew away her allies, joined the syndicate group, and helped turn the tide.
I was very amused.