Dune does something I’ve never seen a movie do. It stops. It. Just. Stops. In the middle. It’s not a cliffhanger. It’s not a heart-swelling climactic moment that leaves you wanting more. You see a bunch of people walking through some rocks in a desert and then you see the words "Directed by Denis Villeneuve." And that’s it. It’s like Villeneuve is saying, "Hey, I know it’s been two-and-a-half hours already, and I’m guessing you probably need to go to the bathroom. And since it would take us at least another two-and-a-half hours to finish the story, we’re just going to shut it down right here. So throw your nacho box and your popcorn tub in the trash receptacles on your way to the exit."
And by the way, you’re only going to get the second...