Joe’s review published on Letterboxd:
Definitely an exception that proves the rule when it comes to Lynch, who is popularly considered this crazy madman who makes "random" movies. The reality is anything but, as every effect and sequence in, say, Eraserhead, has a very specific purpose that is achieved no matter how wild or out-there they may seem. In The Elephant Man, this sensibility melds perfectly with a more traditional Hollywood drama, but that's not the case with Dune, which more than anything else seems instead to be holding a private gross-out contest with itself.
It fails pretty much completely as a piece of Star Wars capitalization, and doesn't even attempt what most other Lynch films achieve effortlessly, but as spectacle there really isn't anything else out there quite like it. I think the best way to watch it is to imagine the alternate universe that it's been piped in from, where this was the blockbuster smash that Star Wars was for us. The dermatological implications alone are enough to make my head swim.