Plunderers of Dune
June 4, 2008 @ 10:08 pm
Frank Herbert wrote six Dune novels that ranged in quality from “brain-explodingly amazing” (the original) to “flawed yet fascinating” (God Emperor of Dune) to “uh, really, you’re going with that?” (Chapterhouse: Dune).Then Frank Herbert died.
And now, via Pat’s Fantasy Hotlist, I see that Brian Herbert and Kevin J. Anderson have sold another quartet of Dune novels to Simon & Schuster. (Update 6/4/08 10:38 PM: Duh. I’m slipping in my old age. The new Dune books are actually Tor books. S&S only has the UK rights.) I must be behind the times, because the first of the quartet (Paul of Dune) is already finished and headed for bookstore shelves in September.
Counting these latest four novels, that makes twelve Herbert/Anderson books in the Dune universe. Their Prelude to Dune trilogy took place about a generation before the original novel. Their Legends of Dune trilogy mined the deep history of the Dune universe thousands of years back. Hunters of Dune and Sandworms of Dune picked up the story where Herbert left it. And now this latest quartet (titled Paul of Dune, Jessica of Dune, Irulan of Dune, and Leto of Dune) will be filling in the gaps of the original series that most of us silly people assumed were just meant to be, you know, gaps.
So: twelve Herbert/Anderson Dune books. For those of you who are not Mentats, that’s twice the length of Frank Herbert’s original series. And we’re not even counting the biography Dreamer of Dune and the collection of notes, miscellaneous stories, and ephemera called The Road to Dune. Wikipedia even lists a publication Brian edited called The Songs of Maud’dib, which I’m afraid to Google in case this turns out to not be some kind of perverse joke.
At the outset, Herbert and Anderson were supposedly working off notebooks and drafts that the old man left behind. Hunters and Sandworms were based on additional outlines miraculously discovered in a safety deposit box twenty years after Papa Herbert’s death. (Funny how legendary authors have a penchant for hiding things in safety deposit boxes that only turn up twenty years later.) But I’m not sure Herbert and Anderson are even pretending to be fleshing out old notes anymore with this latest series. Surely anything worthwhile that Frank Herbert had to say about the Dune universe has already found its way onto the shelves.
You’ve got to admit: Dune was an incredible dog, but this is one really, really, really long tail.
Unsurprisingly, there’s a lot of hate out there for Brian Herbert and Kevin J. Anderson because of these books. Says the top review on Amazon for Dune: House Atreides: “One read through on this book and you will probably need to brush your teeth just to get the bad taste out of your mouth.” Sixteen people have given their “helpful” stamp of approval to an Amazon review of The Battle of Corrin in which the critic says: “These books are horrible. If you loved Dune or good writing or have any kind of intelligence, you will avoid them. Don’t help Brian Herbert cash in on his father’s legacy with such garbage. Brian, please stop doing this to your father’s legacy. Grow up, be a man, and make money off your own ideas rather than doing this.” David Itzkoff of the New York Times more politely summed up the criticism in his review of Hunters of Dune by saying, “For ‘Dune,’ it’s probably time to let the fields lay fallow for a while.”
What do I think of the prequels? I read the first prequel trilogy — Dune: House Atreides, Dune: House Harkonnen, and Dune: House Corrino — and I found them pretty gawdawful. Here’s what I had to say in my review, elsewhere on this blog:
Frank Herbert… was not above the occasional scene of shocking brutality. But too often Herbert fils and hired gun Kevin Anderson settle for such graphic sensationalism in lieu of subtlety or insight. There’s no need to chastise the authors for not slavishly imitating the beloved originals — but couldn’t they have peeled back the covers on Herbert pere’s grand mythic and ecologic themes, just a little bit?
Instead we get gore, buckets of it. Alongside the gore the authors meticulously develop plots and counter-plots over hundreds of pages. Much of the royal intrigue is quite clever, but like the bloodshed, excessive.
So I haven’t taken the time to tackle any of the remaining books in the series. But just because I don’t care for what Brian and Kevin have done with the series doesn’t mean that I resent them for continuing the series. All snarking aside, I say to you, Brian Herbert and Kevin J. Anderson: go, write more!
Why?
Well, every time one of these second-rate novels pops up on the new releases shelf of your local Barnes & Noble, new eyeballs are drawn into the series. People who haven’t read the originals in a while dust them off and start in on them again. The series sales figures inflate even further — “40 kajazillion Dune books in print!” — and publishers keep cranking out new dustjackets and new commemorative editions of the original. Hollywood comes calling every dozen years or so, and the cycle of attention continues.
There’s a reason people call long-running series like Dune “franchises.” I find it very interesting that Webster’s gives one definition of “franchise” as “Magnanimity; generosity; liberality; frankness; nobility.” Frank Herbert had a fantastic thoroughbred of a novel. Now that he’s gone to the Great Spice Mass in the Sky, he’s handed the reins to that workhorse over to someone else to ride for a while. Perhaps he’ll do great things with that horse, perhaps he’ll just stumble around a little bit. But hopefully, once he’s made what use he can of the horse, he’ll hand on the reins to someone else.
Okay, let me abandon the horse metaphor — it should be painfully obvious by now that I know nothing about horses — and that I tend to mix metaphors when I’m tired. Let me say simply that great works of art grow and change with the times and with the audience. Keeping a piece of art locked up and blocked off restricts its growth. It becomes a museum piece, a snapshot of an earlier time.
I mean, honestly, would the Mona Lisa remain such a revered work of art if it hadn’t been endlessly reproduced, deconstructed, mustachioed and bespectacled by later artists, commentators, and satirists? Closer to home, would The Lord of the Rings be as relevant today without Peter Jackson’s often-brilliant-if-sometimes-over-the-top films? Would you know the names Conan and Cthulu if other authors hadn’t taken up their banners? Would you have any confidence that your kids would know who the Scarecrow, Tin Man, and Cowardly Lion were if not for the subsequent efforts of Ruth Plumly Thompson, John R. Neill, Philip Jose Farmer, and Gregory Maguire — not to mention the Victor Fleming film and even The Wiz?
Nobody’s going to confuse the post-Herbert Dune books with the originals — and I can’t imagine that Brian Herbert would want them to. The originals will survive the worst elaborations Brian and Kevin throw at them. I certainly plan on re-reading them a few more times before I go join Frank in the Great Spice Mass in the Sky.
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I’ve read Dune for the first time when I was about 14 years of age… and it was a BIG THING (TM) for me. So big in fact, that in the next 4 or so years I would often find myself just randomly open Dune and start reading from here on - only to realise that what I really wanted was to read the whole story again, and rewind to chapter one. It is the book that put SF on my map, and I find myself coming back to it over and over again.
And then I remember the fateful day when I picked up Hunters of Dune - and the, for lack of a better word, WTF?!? sensation that I had when putting it down later that day. What is this? Where does it go? Why? Gone was the elegance of the plot, the insightful monologue - replaced by a baroque mixture of bits and pieces of my beloved Dune universe, mixed with what? Where did the layered universe came from? Who are these people? And then I looked back on the cover. Oh, BRIAN Herbert. Now I get it.
I’ve never picked up another BH & KA book since. I can’t quite convince myself to do it. If I miss my Dune fix, I go back to Paul and Leto, and Leto II or even Darwi Odrade, the wonderfully complex Bene Gesserit mother superior of Chapter House. I’m sure though that there are people out there that do pick up every new Dune book, hoping against hope that “maybe this time” they got it right. I can only imagine their dissapointment.
Brian (and Christopher, for that matter). Your fathers were, you know, really great writers. Please let their work be cherished and remembered as they have created it. The dark shadows left in the painting by the master are not an invitation to the pupil to fill them with bright, cheerful colours. They ‘re only meant to bring a certain theme into sharp focus. So go forth, and create your own world.
i agree with most of what you say. unfortunately, while the nu-dune books may draw new readers to the originals, there are probably an equal number of readers who, having finished one of BH/KJA’s atrocities, judge the entirety of the Duniverse on its basis and vow never to read something to horrible ever again.
Bryanvdk: I suppose that’s possible… but aren’t most readers aware that the original novels were written by someone else? If there’s anyone out there who has only read the BH/KJA novels and chose not to read the originals because of it, I’d be curious to see your comments.
I think that’s the key question (re #4). Are the folks who are buying the prequels (which are almost all bestsellers) those who read the originals and can’t get enough, or are they folks who started out “elsewhere” in the Duniverse, either in the prequels themselves or maybe in the video games? I don’t know, and like DLE, would be interested to know.
I suppose there are probably a few people out there who decided to give Star Wars and The Empire Strikes Back a try because they were smitten with Jar-Jar Binks and Attack of the Clones…
Jar-Jar is kinda like musak. SOMEONE likes that dude, even if they never go on the record admitting it.
I find the new novels to be lacking and actually damaging to the six original novels Frank Herbert wrote. As you pointed out, there are soon to be twelve novels written by Brian and Kevin, while there are only six novels written by the original author. For someone who is new to Dune, that means you will have to worm your way through perhaps six novels that are inferior in every which way to the originals, before you reach the originals.
The ultra-short chapters, the lack of depth, the fact that they contradict quite blatantly the originals, that they at a certain point superimpose themselves over the originals, the lack of quality overal, makes for a series where the “heart” is quickly becoming burried under mounts of flab and fat. At a certain point, you will give the heart a coronary, and the franchise promptly dies under its own weight.
That the new authors are pumping out one 500 page novel a year isn’t exactly helping matters, because the impression that it’s quantity over quality is firmly imbedded into the fanbase.
Write more, but perhaps it’s time to let other authors have a shot at writing self-contained dune stories, perhaps it’s time to let go of the idea that pumping out one pill per year is a good idea, and focus on quality, instead of getting from point a to b in as flashy a fashion as possible.
Secher: I suppose that’s a good point. For someone who insists on reading things in the series chronological order, you would tend to start with, I suppose, Butlerian Jihad.
I appreciate the expressions you have made based on your enthusiasm for the brilliance of Frank Herbert. I share that enthusiasm. I remember that the first time I read Dune my experience as I started was less than enthusiastic much because of the “wordiness” and long drawn out plots over many, many pages. I even set it down and did not finish it for years. As I matured in my patience and reading habits and picked it up once again years later I was able to push myself past my preconceptions of the past and once I finished it I was hooked forever. Then, as with many others, I refused to read the later additions past the first 3 books Frank wrote, thinking them to be wavering too far from the greatness of the original and sanctimonious “trilogy”. These reactions I learned were not unique to myself but were widespread reactions of the true believers in Frank Herbert and the “original Dune trilogy”.
I only went back to read all of the “original” (if extended) remaining Frank Herbert Dune books after starting on the books later produced by his son and Patrick.
As I have read these I found myself experiencing some of the same feelings I had felt when reading Frank’s first “Dune”, along with others familiar to the experience of first reading works of most decent authors.
I have separated those reactions and thought them out and find that in spite of the presence of the obvious trend to write a book more like a screen play than a novel, these two writes Anderson and Herbert Jr., have created some really great reading in their continued and yet, separate series of Dune books.
Patrick?