We sorely missed not seeing the last first Dune in a theater — it was so well done, even when it was gut-wrenching. Plus also? The grain of it — sci-fi doesn’t often feel so analog… palpable… humanistic? Every detail, thoughtfully designed.
The goal was to catch the sequel before Kung Fu Panda 4 takes over the biggest of screens.
Dune 2 picks right up where things let off and then sifts in all sorts of directions until things blur from velocity. It was longer. There were a lot of names to remember. And it was epic.
Spoiler if you’ve not seen the first flick:
My only complaints: Jason Momoa did not secretly survive and Oscar Isaac did not appear as a ghost.