While we are waiting for Villeneuve, I revised the director's version of Lynch. And honestly and frankly, this is far from the best creation of Lynch, and maybe the worst. The film certainly has a certain artistic value and significance. The attempt to bring Herbert's magnificent work to life was enormous. In places, the scenery and costumes look great. From a visual standpoint, Giger's dark aesthetic looks wonderful. The film also won its only Saturn Award for Costumes. Yes, another interesting cast. Many famous personalities took part, among whom I probably liked Sting the most as the maniac Feyd Raut from the Harkonnen clan. But otherwise, the movie looks too heavy, implausible and even ridiculous. The fighting scenes look funny. The actors are desperately overplaying. Some moments are stretched, others are crumpled in the plot. Maybe from the point of view of staging and editing the film has some value, but today the cinema looks morally outdated. And it's not even the year of issue. The same Blade Runner Villeneuve, released two years earlier, visually looks much better. The point is some kind of too naive presentation of the material. As if the author focused on important and understandable details, but treated mediocre, let's say, the commercial component. Well, as a result, the film not only failed at the box office, but was also rather coldly received by critics, not to mention the fans of the book because of the liberties in the plot interpretation. The director himself explains his failure by the fact that the final version of the film was prepared without his participation.