Frank Herbert’s Dune is 50 years old.
Study for Baron Harkonnen from the great science-fiction epic never made, Jodorowsky’s Dune
Dune is set in a far future, where warring noble houses are kept in line by a ruthless galactic emperor. As part of a Byzantine political intrigue, the noble duke Leto, head of the Homerically named House Atreides, is forced to move his household from their paradisiacal home planet of Caladan to the desert planet Arrakis, colloquially known as Dune. The climate on Dune is frighteningly hostile. Water is so scarce that whenever its inhabitants go outside, they must wear stillsuits, close-fitting garments that capture body moisture and recycle it for drinking.
The great enemy of House Atreides is House Harkonnen, a bunch of sybaritic no-goods who torture people for fun, and whose head, Baron Vladimir, is so obese that he has to use little anti-gravity “suspensors” as he moves around. The Harkonnens used to control Dune, which despite its awful climate and grubby desert nomad people, has incalculable strategic significance: its great southern desert is the only place in the galaxy where a fantastically valuable commodity called “melange” or “spice” is mined. Spice is a drug whose many useful properties include the induction of a kind of enhanced space-time perception in pilots of interstellar spacecraft. Without it, the entire communication and transport system of the Imperium will collapse. It is highly addictive, and has the side effect of turning the eye of the user a deep blue. Spice mining is dangerous, not just because of sandstorms and nomad attacks, but because the noise attracts giant sandworms, behemoths many hundreds of metres in length that travel through the dunes like whales through the ocean.
Have the Harkonnens really given up Dune, this source of fabulous riches? Of course not. Treachery and tragedy duly ensue, and young Paul survives a general bloodbath to go on the run in the hostile open desert, accompanied, unusually for an adventure story, by his mum. Paul is already showing signs of a kind of cosmic precociousness, and people suspect that he may even be the messiah figure foretold in ancient prophecies.
Pirate spaceship. Artwork by Chris Foss for Jodorowsky’s Dune.
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July 10th, 2015 at 08:31
It’s as old as Singapore!
July 10th, 2015 at 11:38
primavera579: But way more liberal.
July 10th, 2015 at 20:03
I read the 1st book because I would always read about it on your blog and I loved it! So I read the 2nd book, and it was good but a little underwhelming. Should I continue on with the rest of the series?
July 10th, 2015 at 21:12
spooky: No, the first one is enough.
July 11th, 2015 at 21:50
Re: sequels. Avoid ones written by the son, Brian Herbert. Dune fans will insist that these do not exist. Brian’s scheme for making money was at the expense of his father’s legacy.
Also: Heretics of Dune has some really messed up bad sex in fiction. Do not read if you want to retain your sanity.