i am dead...yet i live.
How are we supposed to believe the sand planet is the most awe-inspiring place in the universe after venturing into the Austin Butler Gimp Dungeon?
(just as tawdry as the first…now a little more watchable. The script is still terrible and Zendaya and Timothee’s chemistry is a solid notch below nonexistent. There are liberties taken from Herbert which I admire but it feels as if the psychedelic weirdness is warped to be palatably drab in the end. Lea Seydoux horny witch AMAZING… but otherwise continues the predecessor’s streak of being a cold, shallow, brutalist visual marvel. Minimal risk, minimal reward.)