Dune 2.
I almost gave up on this about halfway through and think maybe I should have. I just don’t see the point with these. Maybe this is a really great movie and I’m just not getting it, I don’t know. I’ve read Dune several times (many years ago) and generally liked it. I saw the Lynch version when it came out and mostly liked it and have mostly liked it when I’ve seen it since. I saw the SciFi channel miniseries when they did that, and it was mostly dreadful, and I would like those hours of my life back, please.
And now this. I was honestly just bored. Maybe because I know the story too well, I’ll accept that. But I think the real reasons are because it’s just hours and hours of same-ness in the filming, odd choices in terms of what we spend time on vs. what sort of just happens, and uneven pacing that did not match the first film (for me).
Anna Taylor Joy was a nice surprise (and a clear signal that we’re going to get Part 3), Walken was interesting but ultimately wasted stunt casting (more scenes of him machinating would have been welcome), and some of the sets were impressive (while others were so clearly green screen, I felt like I was watching a film from 2005).
The thing this movie reminded me of overall–the “feel” of it–was when directors make a movie out of a Shakespeare play. Lots of bigtime costumes, pacing that seems at odds with movie-making, each scene is made to convey “importance”, and people delivering their lines with lots of emoting. Plus swordfights and deceitful political games with magic happening in the background.
And all of that would be great–I admittedly usually like those movies–but the source material there is Shakespeare, whereas here it’s Frank Herbert, and it doesn’t work. The material isn’t very deep. The main actors aren’t very good (Zendaya has two expressions and Challemet’s line delivery often makes him sound like a punk from Jersey rather than a highborn of Arakis). And many of the characters are no more than good/evil cut-outs (Feyed was especially poorly handled, IMO. At least 3 other characters tell us he’s a psycho–so that the director never has to show us how does that make him stand out among an entire family of psychos?).
The movie is a spectacle, I guess, and some people like that. To me, though, it was tedious. It fails utterly to show me anything new in its interpretation of the source material, but I guess I am in the minority for wanting that.