Dune

EDIT- I have since finished this book on audio and it was much better. I mean, I still don't ‘get' the hype or whatever, but I didn't want to claw my face off with my own sharpened fingernails, so definitely a vast improvement. I still think Paul is literally the least character that has even been a central character, though. Paul is wet sand. Paul is a blanket soaked in cat piss. Paul is a bucket of playdough that has been inside a toddler's mouth. Paul is the leftovers that hyenas and jackals leave after a feast. Paul is the literary equivalent of sitting in a room with your eyes closed until you die. That's really the crux of my review: Why does Paul exist?

PREVIOUS REVIEW:
Alright, I'm done. I throw in the towel. I really tried. For four months I tried to snail crawl my way through this book. I made it to page 155. And I had the book in my hands, and I realized I was angry. Why am I angry? I asked myself. And I realized I was angry because the writing style of this book is manifest pain. And I could be doing any number of other things that weren't manifested pain.

Lots of people love this book, and I was determined to give it a good try. After I decided to stop, I wiki'd the plot. And yep, great plot, sounds fantastic and a whole lot of fun. Maybe in a few years I'll retry, or maybe I'll give it a shot on audio sometime, but for now I'm just gonna watch the movie and respect that while some people absolutely loved this, for me, it's an example of a wonderful concept ruined by sluggish, boring writing. Can we pay, like, Andy Weir or something to rewrite this book?