Dune by Frank Herbert (1965)


Rocketman read this aloud to me. He’s a big science fiction fan and he loves sharing that genre with me. Honestly, it’s the biggest reason I read science fiction nowadays. I do really like it, but I like it more because I have a man who loves it so much.

Anyway, Dune is possibly the most successful science fiction novel ever, so I figured I should probably finally get around to reading it.

I’m still not sure what I think about it. I liked it, but how much did I like it?

I don’t think I loved it; there were some really dark elements in it. The main villain is a seroiusly nasty dude. There are some novels where the bad people are bad and it doesn’t gross you out. But THIS guy is a pedophile, and he delights in grooming people to be vicious. He delights in treachery.

I’m apparently too sickened to read about that sort of thing, and I hear the sequels get darker and weirder and… well, sure there are some interesting moral dilemmas to be fleshed out, but I don’t really want to deal with the filth. It’s kind of painful for me.

Dune isn’t my favorite, I think.

I read this as a general fiction selection for Amy’s Up and Coming Classics 2017 Challenge. The verdict: Okay, so this is simply one of the most successful science fiction novels of all time. It is a good book and is undeniably a classic already. And really, though it sounds I may not want the sequels on my shelf due to… well, excessive dark (and quite frankly, weird) material, the first Dune novel itself gets an honored place on the shelf. It’s a classic.



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