Until the credits hit, I had no thought there could be a Part Three. Now I assume and await it.
Dune is sharp, through senses and story. All it left me to complain about were elements of seemingly deliberate dullness: Fremen society, comic relief, Zendaya's personality. I guess these exist, and are dull, precisely because they smooth the film's edge for the masses. I happen to like austerity. Any warmth in this movie felt out of place. I still like Zendaya here -- that arc is emotional for me -- though she's slightly too... spicy.
Chalamet is much more likable than I expected. In fact, I'm learning from him. I hadn't seen him much before, but now he's kindling an empathy that makes movies last longer than their runtime. I have to severely scale down his messianic context, but I can see myself in his decision-making, see him as a model. Without being the prophesied savior, my life is no less precious to me than his to him. I don't want to like Chalamet, maybe I envy him, but I say he's doing great work.
I'd say the same of most performances. Like I said, Zendaya is not quite right, but that's hardly worth a complaint; it may even be better this way. Otherwise, the Anya Taylor-Joy moment was weird. Too many jarring stars in this movie?
As far as mainstream movies, this goes at 3.5/4.
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