Frank Herbert
1965
Awards: Nebula, Hugo
Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ –
Dune is a complex book (and a complex world) and it is impossible to say everything I want to say about it in just a few paragraphs.
In Dune, Herbert creates a rich universe of worlds bound together by layer
upon layer of intricate political intrigue and manipulation. It is easy
to believe that his technology, religion, and governmental systems are
results of thousands of years of evolution since our own time; they are
all mixtures of the ancient and the futuristic. The interstellar space
travel and the laser weaponry seem to come from far in our future, but
the backward gender roles and hybrid combo-religions seem to come from
deep in our past.
The story takes place almost entirely on Dune,
one of the planets in Herbert’s universe. Dune is inhospitable, being
almost completely covered by desert and populated by enormous man-eating
worms. But it is also the only source of “the spice,” the universe’s
most important natural resource, which is not only physically addictive
but is also the source of energy for all inter-world space
transportation. Noble off-world families are constantly jostling and
scheming to control Dune and thereby control the supply of spice. The
nobles also are cruelly repressive to the Fremen, the native desert
people of Dune, who do the scut work in the spice mining operations,
wear long robes, are deeply religious, and are somewhat repressive, in
turn, to their women.
(Stop me if you see an allegory for anything in our own world here.)
To
try to make a very long story short, the book begins with the good guys
(Duke Leto Atreides, his wife Jessica, and his son Paul) taking over
the management of Dune from the bad guys (their cousins, the evil Duke
Harkonnen and his two nephews) following a lukewarm edict from the
emperor. The Harkonnens don’t want to leave so they sabotage the
Atreides’s takeover, planting booby traps all over their house. Duke
Leto is killed and his wife and son flee into the desert.
All
appears to be lost… except that Paul & his mother are taken in by
the Fremen. It turns out that the Fremen have been living underground,
concealing their numbers, training themselves in battle, and patiently
preparing for hundreds of years to receive a prophesied messiah who will
lead them in a great jihad against the imperium and help them to
reclaim the planet. It takes a while for them to warm up to Paul and,
especially, his mother, who is a powerful practitioner of the Bene
Gesserit religion which they think of as witchcraft, but eventually the
Fremen start to accept that Paul might just be the savior they have been
waiting for.
I saw David Lynch’s film adaptation of Dune before
I read the book for the first time. I don’t normally like to do that
because it means I’m thinking about the movie’s actors and sets the
whole time I’m reading, but in this case, it worked. Partly because the
book is rich enough not to be boxed in by a single movie. And partly
because the movie is great. Sure, it is a bit goofy, and doesn’t stick
exactly to the book, but the worms are awesome and it has excellent
actors in it (Kyle MacLachlan, Patrick Stewart, Sting, Linda Hunt, Max
Von Sydow, Dean Stockwell, and Brad Dourif, to name just the most fabulous)
who I enjoyed mentally plugging into their roles as I was reading.
The
book also explores certain plot points more deeply than a two-plus-hour
movie has any hope of doing. For one thing, the book talks more about
the CHOAM spice corporation and its influence over the royalty of the
universe of Dune. It makes even
more obvious a statement about the danger of becoming dependent on a
single limited resource and how this is a situation ripe for corruption.
The
book also goes deeper into the role of Jessica’s Bene Gesserit
religion. If you just saw the movie, you’d think the BGs were only
religious priestesses and that everything that Paul and Jessica did to
prove themselves to the Fremen really was entirely supernatural. But
what you learn from the book is that generations of BGs have been
following a specific plan. They’ve been going around to different
planets, using their roles as Reverend Mothers to deliberately plant
legends and prophesies, and then attempting through selective breeding
and strict training to create people to make those prophesies come true.
This
is not to say that there isn’t still a very strong element of magic in
Paul’s powers. He does have abilities that the Bene Gesserits didn’t
plan for, which eventually makes events on Dune spiral out of their
control.
This is an impressive, impressive book. There were just a
couple things about Herbert’s writing that were downers for me and that
separated this book from being an epic on the level of Lord of the
Rings.
The main problem is that all the good guys have a mystical
instinct for always knowing the right thing to do in a given situation.
None of the chosen people have to puzzle it out or make mistakes. Paul
and his mother always get out of tight spots just by mysteriously –
bing! – knowing what they have to do or exactly the right words to say.
The line “Then Paul knew what he had to do” came up about two hundred
times and by the one hundredth, I was pretty sick of it. Whether it was
because he really was the prophesied savior or because of the BG
implantation and pre-seeding of legend, it didn’t matter to me.
And
then every time Paul does or says something preordained by prophesy,
the Fremen around him gasp and breathlessly nod to themselves saying,
“Yes, he is the one.” It gets kind of annoying with all the wonder and
awe of him – especially because he can be, on occasion, a bit of a jerk.
Actually,
everybody is always in awe of or enchanted by something. Paul himself
is even enchanted by the simplicity of Fremen dew collectors. Really?
This review originally appeared on Cheeze Blog.
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