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God Emperor of Dune
by Frank Herbert
"Hwi, would I still love you if I were a worm?"
This is really the Pinnacle of Dune: in all it's pretentions of grandeur, Herbert's sophomoric philosophizing is unleashed without much care for the constraints of story structure. While you would expect the divine grandeur of the God Emperor to be concealed from the reader, almost every chapter consists of Leto hanging out in a room and just chatting with various underlings. Despite taking place three millennia after the previous installment, almost no attention is paid to building the world- almost nothing is described other than unchanging, static repetitions of the past. That being said, Dune has never been weirder- the awkward fixations on sexuality here are notorious (the climactic rock climbing scene) and everything is stupid in a pretty fun way.
This is really the Pinnacle of Dune: in all it's pretentions of grandeur, Herbert's sophomoric philosophizing is unleashed without much care for the constraints of story structure. While you would expect the divine grandeur of the God Emperor to be concealed from the reader, almost every chapter consists of Leto hanging out in a room and just chatting with various underlings. Despite taking place three millennia after the previous installment, almost no attention is paid to building the world- almost nothing is described other than unchanging, static repetitions of the past. That being said, Dune has never been weirder- the awkward fixations on sexuality here are notorious (the climactic rock climbing scene) and everything is stupid in a pretty fun way.