Thirty-Second Book Reviews #3: Dune
Thirty-Second Book Reviews
(Frank Herbert, 1965)
Every semi-likable character dies for no reason so that the eminently forgettable ones can do eminently forgettable things, but you won't even care because the scope and depth of the creation and description of the eponymous planet and its native people are staggering.
After I read the book, I read its appendices, and it truly says something about how incredible a world Frank Herbert has created when "The Ecology of Dune" and "The Religion of Dune" end up being more interesting than the actual narrative itself -- and that is not to say that the narrative is bad, because it is not.
Just a caveat: if you've never read it before (I hadn't), you will need to read it again (I haven't yet) because the first hundred pages will make little to no sense at all, contextually.
My edition, here on Amazon. ~900 pages.
8/10: The only world I can think of that surpasses Arrakis in terms of history and depth is Middle-Earth. What higher praise can be given?
High points: the appendices, shockingly. Also when Muad'dib does away with Fremen barbarism. I guess there are some dope knife-fights, too.
Low point: Paul and Jessica devoting paragraphs of analysis to every single line spoken by the other. It's fucking exhausting.