Eyes full of stars, arms full of thunderstorms.
Having waited two years to get back to the theatre experience, my wife surprised me with a private screening of Dune with friends and family for my birthday. In no way did this disappoint.
Beyond just a welcome and safe return to one of my favourite pastimes, Villeneuve’s Dune is amplified by that “big screen, big sound” setting. Not just for the visual scale, but also the sound. The soundtrack is really present where it needs to be, with pounding…
An example of why horror movies are worth considering beyond “cheap thrills” and titillation. An average drama about a divorce can describe the act and the events before and after, but a horror film about a divorce is about it feels to go through a divorce. There’s layers of meaning here, but I believe most of it is in service of conveying that feeling; being overwhelmed by different emotions, lashing out at a third party, trying to rationalise the other’s…
This movie has the strange ability to reach into my mind and tweak memories of references and influences I can’t consciously recall. Even the more obvious homages to Heavy Metal and Bakshi seem familiar even though I haven’t seen those films. It’s like a pure gestalt of ’70s and ’80s fantasy.
If you dig that vibe, it’s really enjoyable, but the dialogue was a little overcooked and I felt like the “anthology” framing of the first two acts didn’t do the story any favours. Get high (optional) and watch this with your D&D pals.