Dune

Dune ★★★

Fear is the mind-killer.

Huh? What? Why? Among the slew of questions that Dune could make you ask yourself, those are going to be pretty high up there. I have almost no clue how I even want to tackle this movie, but I do know that it left me with a lot of feelings, and that there is in fact a lot that one could talk about with it. I think I'll start with the most important point I can think of. You do not need me to tell you that David Lynch is a distinctive mind. He is one of those filmmakers where when he makes something, you could look at so much as a frame of one of his movies, then go "Oh yeah, David Lynch." The most baffling part about Dune related to this is two-fold. One, this does not feel like a David Lynch movie. Two, despite that, this does not feel like a "studio movie." About as far removed from that as you can get with an at the time higher budget science fiction affair. Dune is weird, an oddity, but not in the expected Lynch way. I was far more reminded of the work of Roger Corman while watching this. It's bright, it's poppy, it's also sporadically dark, it's relentlessly silly, it's a whole kaleidoscopic clusterfuck of an experience. In that way, the one thing I know I can't call Dune is "boring." Every decision made in this is baffling, confusing, whatever variant of those things and what could be related to them. It is an ideal cult status midnight movie WTF viewing, and I feel like just by claiming it to be such, David Lynch would want to gouge my eyes out. Nearly every line feels like exposition. Its structure is like a first draft of an outline for a plot, but gee whiz, they only outlined the first and third act. The characters in this are faint sketches of characterizations, and all of the acting reflects that. It feels like Paul Atreides, the protagonist, has like twenty minutes of screen time in this over two hour film. At the very least, whenever we get the collective five or so minutes of screen time from Sting, my eyes were stapled to every shot. What a hunk. The music was composed by Toto. (Yes, that Toto.) There is no sense of scale with the worms, nor any sense of tension with the all-powerful spice, I could not really tell you what a good 90% of the story in this is. At the exact same time, I smiled a lot, laughed a lot, asked "What the fuck?" verbally several times, various things that in any other situation would be an indicator that I was watching something I liked. To conclude, I think my viewing of Dune was like a tug of war. In every scene, there would be this back and forth of the movie either not working at all or ruling so goddamn hard. So, I'm split, but in the most ideal manner where I will never, ever forget about this movie. I do recommend it, then.

6/10

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