tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463671176628323648.post5200080085942187983..comments2024-03-26T20:30:14.110-07:00Comments on Cinematic Catharsis: On the Fence: DuneBarry P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251536316431708240noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463671176628323648.post-52853654748275595032014-12-24T16:54:08.873-08:002014-12-24T16:54:08.873-08:00To be honest, the novel was never one of my favori...To be honest, the novel was never one of my favorites, but it deserved a better adaptation. Although I agree with your points, I can't quite condemn the film. The things I actually like about it have nothing to do with narrative or characterizations. It's not good enough to recommend, either. I like to think of it as a splendid failure, rather than a piece of excrement.Barry P.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11251536316431708240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463671176628323648.post-8957135995745544852014-12-24T16:22:26.782-08:002014-12-24T16:22:26.782-08:00The book's not bad, suffers a bit from over ve...The book's not bad, suffers a bit from over veneration but Herbert was a solid writer, with good observational skills. The film is, I'm sorry to lapse in this manner but it was: shit. The problems start with the fact that it completely ignores, the roles delineated in the novel. The Baron is relegated to clown, his sexual proclivities the obsessions of a deranged imbecile, and so, like a row of neatly placed dominoes the entirety of the narrative collapses in a tangled heap. WTF is up with Sting, I mean what does all that googly eyed stuff mean? Almost nothing, except the most wooden exposition, remains of the original narrative. It's a lesson in how not to adapt a novel in film, you might as well replaced the worms with rampant ac powered dildos and hired Bob Guccioni.DeadSpiderEyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07687178085803686186noreply@blogger.com