In the first of our two-part discussion on all things 'Dune,' Hodgman talks about his emotionally charged first encounter with the David Lynch film and a Peter Berg version that never happened.
I am loving this conversation, and particularly that Peter Berg story.
Great conversation and observations. John’s journey with Dune in its various forms closely mirrors my own (tried reading the novel too young, gave up, then rediscovered it later in adulthood, kinda love the Lynchian aspects of the 1984 version while recognizing that it’s not a good film), so I am eagerly awaiting his thoughts on Villeneuve’s film.
Also: “I can’t help it that I love Tom Waits and Bob Dylan does nothing for me.”
So this is what it feels like … when doves cry…
My dad told me that the 1984 Dune was the first movie he and my mom went on a date together to see and I can't stop thinking about that.
I was having a conversation once on, I think, the Science Fiction Writers of America message boards, and a bunch of us were discussing classics in the field that we had never read. My shamefaced confession was DUNE. I finally read it in my early 40's, and I felt like it would have been torture for my 13-year-old self (who definitely knew he should read it) to have slogged through the first half of the book to get to all the exciting eyeball kicks of the second half of the book. I probably read it at the appropriate age.
Also, my group of friends in high school tried to read all the Robert Silverberg novels in the school library because they had the best sex scenes.