“Dearest brother, I have seen the future of our lineage. It will break your heart.”

In an age of hundred million dollar blockbusters that never quite manage to justify their cost, Dune: Part Two feels like nothing short of a miracle.

Every scene is a visual spectacle, and the action sequences are some of the most enrapturing and effective I’ve ever seen. 

Timothée Chalamet and Zendaya not once crumble under the weight of their leading roles, perfectly complimenting each other just as Paul and Chani ought to.

Austin Butler has one of the best character introductions ever as Feyd-Rautha, and his duel with Paul is so memorable that I am sure it will come to hold as much cultural significance as the battle of Helm’s Deep, especially due to a stunning creative choice that I won’t reveal.

Dune is a tale about the corruption that stems from power, the dangers of the faith that can only come from religion and those who wield it as a weapon, and most importantly how the common people are those who suffer due to the whims and ambitions of the ruling class.

While I do believe the film should have been an hour longer to properly explore the myriad of events that make up Part Two, I also think that this is as close to perfection as one can come in regards to adapting such a novel. And I bow down to Denis Villeneuve for it.