Anyone who has read a review on my site before will be familiar with my “Stars” rating system; I will forgo this system initially to provide for you a reaction shot of me; while I read this:
This may look like I might have been enjoying myself; but you are reading my expression incorrectly. I am about to poke my eyes out with “The Horns”. This was to prevent the blood that gathered behind them from exploding from my sockets in a hematic squirt.
Paul of Dune
Frank Herbert’s son attempts to fill in some of the Plot of Dune, with predictably hilarious results.
Did I say Hilarious? I meant unreadable.
It took me months to trod through this drek. I’m not a fan of Space Opera at all; this book simply cements my poor opinion of the Genre. Thanks to Mini Book Expo for the chance to read this one; I will forgo resiting my instincts on these books in the future, Scion of Herbert be DAMNED!