You kids, with your Denis Villeneuves and your Timothee Chalamets. Back in the olden days, the only film adaptation of Frank Herbert's ultra-acclaimed novel was brought by David Lynch, the surrealist who had directed both Eraserhead and The Elephant Man. The result was a messy and bloated space opera with a serious identity crisis that's been rejected by both fans of the novel, and by Lynch himself.

40 years later, David Lynch's Dune has started to amass a cult following, just like everything else David Lynch has ever done. Does this movie have anything to offer other than the sight of Sting in a space speedo? Did David Lynch master the Weirding Way? And what the hell is the band Toto doing on the soundtrack? Take a hit of the spice Melange as we travel to a galaxy far, far... ahem, sorry. Wrong movie. This is David Lynch's Dune.