Dune

The beginning is exactly interesting until the middle, but then what kind of nonsense the narrative begins is torn, nothing is really clear, such an impression was shot by one film director got tired and it is not clear what was already shot.

I love Dune" Lynch for the visual images that were later replicated in computer games)
I can no longer perceive a worm with a different mouth.

The movie is boring, porridge-malasha, the second hour flew by too fast, and I haven't read the books yet, but still, somehow everything is too hasty. Therefore, 3 out of 5 stars. Three points for the sweet and young Kyle McLachlan and an acquaintance of Sir Patrick Stewart. There's also a Sting, it turns out. Dislike is also for the most terrible red-haired flying Harkonnen, he is terrible and disgusting, it was necessary to be more terrible. It seemed that he looked like the scary Carlson. We are watching these previous films before watching the epic of Dani Villeneuve. Apparently, David Lynch is not our director at all. And although "Twin Peaks" with the same Carl McLachlan, we liked it. This movie also reminded me of Star Wars, but it was somehow better.

An example of how, in the presence of stingy visual effects, a wonderful soundtrack from Toto, excellent acting, you can make memorable images. Lynch did a decent job with the production, Dune is quite difficult to transfer to the screen, as it requires just a lot of timing to explain the details of the universe. ..but a certain experience is still required from the viewer, otherwise he will get bored at some points. There are practically no misscasts, but when compared with the new Dune, the role of Jessica is more relevant for Rebecca Ferguson than for Francesca Annis. Jessica Francesca looks softer...than it is necessary for such a character.

A relic of its time, of course. But for some reason, all the disadvantages pass me by and you can have fun... But sting with his tricks looks comical now, to put it mildly

I am touched, as before, by the viscous, sand-like atmosphere recreated by Lynch, futuristic rooms, costumes, all this seems to be "Dune", and Lynch embodied it as it now canonically corresponds to the paper binding, the picture does not look poor, and the desire to create a real blockbuster immediately catches my eye no worse than Star Wars, yes, there is a jackal chromakey, in places it feels like graphic designers have gone through a real "author's hell" where everything needs to be redone for the sake of deadlines and new concepts along the way.

The first two hours converge in my head and heart by 7, here there are their crutches, the villains were dragged into a buffoonery, and the action scenes are weak, but as the actors tried to work on the voices, I got high when I heard the original bass from the artists, that's how you need to make a fantastic epic so that everyone speaks with the voices of the gods, the work was done combatively, well done, as Paul Atreides whispered in his ear, ah, and Lynch recreated dreams, a metaphor with two moons, water, uh, that's not to take away his skill in somnology.

As before, this whole game of thrones with predictions, the inevitability of destiny and big underhand battles is fascinating, "Dune" was written by a worthy author, it is a non-trivial story with an Eastern Jewish flavor, in places reminiscent of the Bible and the story of the prophet Moses.

The third hour breaks up the fairy tale and all the laudatory reviews, the timing problem is added, the screenwriters did not know where to pause for continuation, fortunately Villeneuve understood this clearly. The love line doesn't work here at all.

To sum up, I enjoyed watching the film, being sick from sore throat + at night + tired, it gave some special atmosphere of viscous lava under my feet, as if the sands of the Dune were nearby, and I was drowning in the mythology of a Lynch story about something so far away, as if we were looking at the stars, and they are so far away, and there there are important events of their own. And not knowing where to put the end ruined the third hour, turning a powerful story into a series of events without a sense of proportion.

The movie is disgusting. But I have to admit: It takes a lot of talent to mess up the original source like that.

I probably haven't gotten over the Eraser Head yet-at Lynch's Dune, I couldn't help but get carried away by the expression on Jack Nance's face. He plays one of the baron's henchmen, was a friend of the director and played in almost all of his films. Either his facial expressions are basically like that, or he looks like he's quietly fucking "David, where did you drag me?"

And Sting, of course, old Sting. These underpants...

The impressions are rather pleasant. Although a person who is not familiar with the book, most likely, would not understand much. The scenes in space are pure Kin-Dza-Dza. The first appearance of two red-haired Harkonnen henchmen accompanied by disturbing music - Rats and Jolly Wu from a Guest from the future. Funny Sting, scary Harkonnen, Paul's creepy sister, combo shots and half-asleep, half-delirious lynch attacks in some places reminded Rowe of Soviet fairy tales.