I was trying to seduce Meryl Streep. This involved visits to her home—maybe we were dating, or we were friends and there was the possibility we’d soon be more than friends. I was highly conscious of her brilliance as an actor, and when I was near her I felt something like electricity. In the dream she appeared young and slender, the way she looked in “The Deer Hunter” maybe, although I was conscious of her as an older woman, as she is in real life.