This movie is terrible. But how? David Lynch, fresh off of Eraserhead and the Elephant man. Tons of cash. Based on one of the most beloved science fiction novels of all time, and yet it's was a total critical and commercial dud. HOW DID THIS GET MADE (so badly)? David Lynch actually refuses to discuss this film in interviews, and some cuts list the director as Alan Smithee.
This movie features miles of terrible exposition, characters thinking out loud, giant sandworms that Robert Ebert likened to Kermit the Frog, a creepy laser eyed kindergartener, talking vagina-mouthed monster spacemen in giant fishbowls, time-bending spacefarts (literal time-bending spacefarts), David Lynch himself as a blue collared miner, Sting (yes, he's in it) with abs, Virgina Madsen with no on camera lines, and Brad Dourif, the guy who provides the voice of Chucky the kliller doll.
What's not to love?
Also, you guys would be a hit at the Castro Theater in San Francisco! Swing by!
Kamran
