About halfway through the umpteenth sweeping battle sequence in Dune: Part 2, I thought to myself: I’m bored. Oh yes, I know: the cinematography is amazing! The production design incredible! The acting top-notch! The directing visionary! Meh. I was bored. Upon reflection, I think my “meh” might have nothing to do with cinematic craft. It has to do with what we could call narrative saturation.
I’ve never been a huge fan of Frank Herbert’s original book Dune nor its sequels. There are plenty of Dune geeks out there, though, and of course once the movie came out (following on 2021’s Dune: Part One), the Dune geeks had a great time debating whether director Denis Villeneuve got things right or ruined the story, etc. One of the debates I overheard on social media focused on whether or not we’re supposed to cheer along with the main protagonist, Paul Atreides, or maintain a critical distance from him. In other words: are we supposed to enjoy this version of the old messianic “Chosen One” figure? or disdain him?
In the original novel, Paul is the result of many generations of careful genetic manipulation and propaganda by a quasi-religious sect of women-priestesses. They’re trying to create a messiah figure to, I don’t know, free the galaxy or something? The galaxy is ruled—of course it is—by an emperor and a few powerful family clans who are all defending their control over the most valuable commodity in the galaxy: worm spice. No, really: worm spice. The spice allows space travel and hallucinogenic experiences—it’s sci-fi, just go with it.
The narrative arc of Dune (the book as well as the two recent movies) deals with a big fight over the spice planet, Arrakis. (Critic Glen Weldon cheekily calls the story a “spice opera.”) Two warring families are fighting for control of it, and the hideously depraved family wins temporarily, but the native people of the planet, the Fremen, are sick and tired of being colonized. Paul winds up in the planet, gets embedded with the Fremen, and leads them to victory over the nasty overlords, all with numerous sweeping battle scenes and some inexplicable but impressive hand-to-hand combat moments. Hooray!
We know this story; we love this story. The Scrappy-but-Virtuous Underdogs beat the Gigantic Evil Empire. It’s Star Wars, it’s Braveheart, it’s Independence Day, it’s many other epic tales. Moreover, it’s a narrative we have been well-trained to watch. We know whom to hate, we know whom to cheer.
However, Herbert himself was actually trying to tell an anti-messiah story. He wanted to show the complications and dangers of Paul’s transformation into a kind of Chosen One/White Savior-ish figure. Apparently, no one quite got that part when the first book came out in 1965. So Herbert wrote Dune Messiah to make his critique of messiah figures more apparent.
Well, Villeneuve’s movies are apparently having the same trouble with audiences, despite Villeneuve’s efforts to telegraph that Paul (played by Timothée Chalamet) is not the straightforwardly cheer-worthy hero we want him to be. Villeneuve makes the religious propaganda aspect of the story entirely clear: all the prophecies about someone fitting Paul’s description turning up to save the Fremen?—that was all planted by the priestess ladies generations ago. And Villeneuve also turns a character from the novels, Paul’s Fremen girlfriend, Chani, into a much more interesting figure. Chani (played by Zendaya) is now a tough guerilla fighter herself as well as a religious skeptic—she doesn’t believe those prophecies, even less when they’re about her new hottie, Paul. And when, at the end of the movie, Paul more or less tells Chani, “I’ll love you forever, darling, but I have to marry the Emperor’s daughter now,” we are invited to be utterly peeved off along with Chani. Then again, the emperor’s daughter is played by Florence Pugh, so … who can blame Paul? This sort of thing is inevitable in this kind of story. We know that.
So commentators have been noting that, despite Villeneuve’s efforts to complicate our feelings toward Paul as a messiah figure, we don’t want complication. We want our heroes! So what if they’re a little bit cynically manipulative and they ditch they girlfriends! Audiences are still “reading” the movie like, “Hooray! good guys win!”
One guy on Twitter/X, @AJA_Cortes, summarized the problem thus:
Based on the audience response, people did not care about the “messiah heroism is BAD” plotting. They want to see Paul WIN. At this point you’ve spent 5 hours watching him get his whole life taken from him, watched Baron Harkonnen kill his dad, watched a bunch of sexual sadists butchering people, seen Paul go through a narrative arc of naive boy to seasoned warrior and leader, and now he can lead his people into Ultimate Victory as the ONE and become Master of the Universe? People enjoyed the film for a reason. It is INSPIRING. It is the Triumph of fulfilling one’s Destiny. It is a Good man defeating Evil Men.
As Glen Weldon and the Pop Culture Happy Hour panel noted, this response, while conditioned and therefore unsurprising, also has a lot do with the terrific acting and aesthetic beauty of Zendaya and Chalomet. Zendaya takes crap from no one while still letting the audience see her emotional throughline. And Chalamet broods through the film with “raven hair,” Weldon writes, that “couldn’t seem to help but swoop Byronically.” Who among us can step back in critical distance from a handsome hero we know very well we’re supposed to love?
Movies are about story-telling, but they thrive on sensation: the gorgeous actors’ faces in close-up, the design detail on the costumes and sets, the stunning landscapes, the special effects in the action sequences. Dune 2 really is incredible movie-making. The Paul-rides-the-giant-worm scene is worth seeing on a big screen, even if you don’t care about the rest of the movie.
So why was I bored?
I think I’m just bored with the story line in which violence solves the problem: big battle scenes, hand-to-hand combat. I’m bored with stories in which people want power for the sake of power, and someone comes along and overthrows the Big Bad Power through scrappy, strategic violence and then, inevitably, all the premises of power and battle and dominance remain stubbornly present, with the players just shuffled around. Nothing really changes. I’m bored, in general, with stories about power conflicts and masculine heroes who wield violence to solve the conflicts. These narratives work great in movies because they provide plenty of huge-scale sensation. But our media culture is utterly saturated with these stories, and … eh. I’m done.
I’ve been thinking about all this again today, on the eve of Palm Sunday. At this point, I might be tempted to declare: And so my friends, Jesus offers us an alternative narrative! Which is true. You have to appreciate Jesus countering the theatrics of power—plenty real in his day, even before the advent of cinema—with the theatrics of humility. And who doesn’t love a good donkey?
Jesus’ narrative deliberately refuses us the satisfaction of good guys beating bad guys through violence and power. Well and good. Unfortunately, Jesus’ counternarrative involves martyrdom. Which might be one reason why Christians sometimes try to fit Jesus into the Dominating-Hero-in-Good/Evil-Battle trope.
The truth is, I understand the resistance to Jesus’ vulnerability and weakness on the cross. I’m not wild about conforming my life to a narrative shape that says: You can’t beat the Gigantic Evil Empire on a tidy narrative timescale. The only way to begin turning the tables is: martyrdom.
Some people understand the martyrdom story all too well and bravely live into it. They take up their cross and they defy whatever evil empire they face through non-violent sacrifice. I’m thinking of Gandhi. I’m thinking of the courageous souls who walked the Edmund Pettus Bridge in Selma in March of 1965—incidentally just a few months before Dune was published.
If Jesus made the once-for-all sacrifice, though, isn’t it possible that martyrdom isn’t the only counter-narrative to dominate-with-violence? Couldn’t whatever evil empire is plaguing us, real or metaphorical, be dis-integrated some other way, even if slowly? I want to believe that’s true, at least sometimes. I think history offers examples. The problem is: that’s a less dramatic, less sensational, much harder story to tell, and thus imagine, and thus enact.
The great sci-fi writer Ursula LeGuin wrote about this problem in her famous 1986 essay “The Carrier-Bag Theory of Fiction.” Basically, the essay suggests that we are obsessed with telling stories about spears, so to speak—about singular heroes (usually male), domination, violence, winning. However, the first important human tool was not the spear but the vessel, the carrier bag, in which things are gathered and held, and from which things are shared. Couldn’t we tell more “carrier bag” stories, in which a bunch of people work through the messiness and eventually figure out how to solve their differences and move on together? If we can’t tell those stories, how can we imagine our way into living beyond systems of domination, violence, and indeed, martyrdom?
While, in reality, most meaningful social change is the result of collective action, we aren’t very good at recounting such a diffusely distributed account. The meetings, the fundraising, the careful and drawn-out negotiations—they’re so boring! Who wants to watch a movie about a four-hour meeting between community stakeholders?
I don’t know. Maybe I do. I’m well and truly sick of the narrative in which some messianic violence-wielder wins in a spectacular clash of forces, and oh well about all the collateral damage to people (and everything else, actually). Instead, I want to imagine other ways to live, to solve problems, to make change. I want to imagine that the real Messiah, on his humble donkey, engaged the necessity of martyrdom but also, because of the Resurrection, opened to us the possibilities of other, better ways.
Image credit, featured image: Niko Tavernise/Warners Bros. Image credit, scary Jesus: Will Novosedlik/Midjourney Image credit, donkey: Kathleen Tyler Conklin/Modern Farmer The quotation from @AJA_Cortes is slightly edited for grammatical clarity.
Today, I’m talking with Dr. Christina Bagaglio Slentz, Associate Director for Creation Care at the Catholic Diocese of San Diego. Christina has a background in sociology, with a PhD in international studies and global affairs. She’s also a Navy veteran. Today, she serves a diocese of 97 parishes, helping to guide and empower people in their creation care work. The Diocese of San Diego is a microcosm of diverse biomes and diverse people, and it’s a fascinating example of refugia, because as a diocese, they are doing all the things. Christina and I talk about Laudato si’, solar energy, economics, eco spirituality, environmental justice advocacy, the centrality of the Eucharist, and the mutuality between caring for neighbor and caring for the Earth.
In 2022, there were multiple policies or overtures passed focused on creation care, and it really put out an alarm, saying “It’s serious, folks, the Earth is really in trouble. So we need to take strong action.” And they were encouraging all churches to reduce their carbon emissions by at least 25% in the next four years and get it down to net zero or net positive by 2030. A group of interested folks at church looked at that and said, “Let’s do it. Let’s go for it.”
Elaine Heath is the abbess of Spring Forest, a new monastic community in Hillsborough, North Carolina. Spring Forest centers around communal prayer and meals, a vibrant farm, refugee support, and other ministries you can read about here. You can learn more about Elaine’s work as an author and speaker on her website, or in articles like this one from the Center for Action and Contemplation.
Father Pete Nunally is the founder of Water and Wilderness Church, a Washington DC-based outdoor church and watershed community. You can read more about the model of Water and Wilderness Church here. Father Pete is a passionate and well-spoken advocate on his social media pages and other forums, as in this interview with Creation Justice Ministries.
Messiah Complex
About halfway through the umpteenth sweeping battle sequence in Dune: Part 2, I thought to myself: I’m bored. Oh yes, I know: the cinematography is amazing! The production design incredible! The acting top-notch! The directing visionary! Meh. I was bored. Upon reflection, I think my “meh” might have nothing to do with cinematic craft. It has to do with what we could call narrative saturation.
I’ve never been a huge fan of Frank Herbert’s original book Dune nor its sequels. There are plenty of Dune geeks out there, though, and of course once the movie came out (following on 2021’s Dune: Part One), the Dune geeks had a great time debating whether director Denis Villeneuve got things right or ruined the story, etc. One of the debates I overheard on social media focused on whether or not we’re supposed to cheer along with the main protagonist, Paul Atreides, or maintain a critical distance from him. In other words: are we supposed to enjoy this version of the old messianic “Chosen One” figure? or disdain him?
In the original novel, Paul is the result of many generations of careful genetic manipulation and propaganda by a quasi-religious sect of women-priestesses. They’re trying to create a messiah figure to, I don’t know, free the galaxy or something? The galaxy is ruled—of course it is—by an emperor and a few powerful family clans who are all defending their control over the most valuable commodity in the galaxy: worm spice. No, really: worm spice. The spice allows space travel and hallucinogenic experiences—it’s sci-fi, just go with it.
The narrative arc of Dune (the book as well as the two recent movies) deals with a big fight over the spice planet, Arrakis. (Critic Glen Weldon cheekily calls the story a “spice opera.”) Two warring families are fighting for control of it, and the hideously depraved family wins temporarily, but the native people of the planet, the Fremen, are sick and tired of being colonized. Paul winds up in the planet, gets embedded with the Fremen, and leads them to victory over the nasty overlords, all with numerous sweeping battle scenes and some inexplicable but impressive hand-to-hand combat moments. Hooray!
We know this story; we love this story. The Scrappy-but-Virtuous Underdogs beat the Gigantic Evil Empire. It’s Star Wars, it’s Braveheart, it’s Independence Day, it’s many other epic tales. Moreover, it’s a narrative we have been well-trained to watch. We know whom to hate, we know whom to cheer.
However, Herbert himself was actually trying to tell an anti-messiah story. He wanted to show the complications and dangers of Paul’s transformation into a kind of Chosen One/White Savior-ish figure. Apparently, no one quite got that part when the first book came out in 1965. So Herbert wrote Dune Messiah to make his critique of messiah figures more apparent.
Well, Villeneuve’s movies are apparently having the same trouble with audiences, despite Villeneuve’s efforts to telegraph that Paul (played by Timothée Chalamet) is not the straightforwardly cheer-worthy hero we want him to be. Villeneuve makes the religious propaganda aspect of the story entirely clear: all the prophecies about someone fitting Paul’s description turning up to save the Fremen?—that was all planted by the priestess ladies generations ago. And Villeneuve also turns a character from the novels, Paul’s Fremen girlfriend, Chani, into a much more interesting figure. Chani (played by Zendaya) is now a tough guerilla fighter herself as well as a religious skeptic—she doesn’t believe those prophecies, even less when they’re about her new hottie, Paul. And when, at the end of the movie, Paul more or less tells Chani, “I’ll love you forever, darling, but I have to marry the Emperor’s daughter now,” we are invited to be utterly peeved off along with Chani. Then again, the emperor’s daughter is played by Florence Pugh, so … who can blame Paul? This sort of thing is inevitable in this kind of story. We know that.
So commentators have been noting that, despite Villeneuve’s efforts to complicate our feelings toward Paul as a messiah figure, we don’t want complication. We want our heroes! So what if they’re a little bit cynically manipulative and they ditch they girlfriends! Audiences are still “reading” the movie like, “Hooray! good guys win!”
One guy on Twitter/X, @AJA_Cortes, summarized the problem thus:
As Glen Weldon and the Pop Culture Happy Hour panel noted, this response, while conditioned and therefore unsurprising, also has a lot do with the terrific acting and aesthetic beauty of Zendaya and Chalomet. Zendaya takes crap from no one while still letting the audience see her emotional throughline. And Chalamet broods through the film with “raven hair,” Weldon writes, that “couldn’t seem to help but swoop Byronically.” Who among us can step back in critical distance from a handsome hero we know very well we’re supposed to love?
Movies are about story-telling, but they thrive on sensation: the gorgeous actors’ faces in close-up, the design detail on the costumes and sets, the stunning landscapes, the special effects in the action sequences. Dune 2 really is incredible movie-making. The Paul-rides-the-giant-worm scene is worth seeing on a big screen, even if you don’t care about the rest of the movie.
So why was I bored?
I think I’m just bored with the story line in which violence solves the problem: big battle scenes, hand-to-hand combat. I’m bored with stories in which people want power for the sake of power, and someone comes along and overthrows the Big Bad Power through scrappy, strategic violence and then, inevitably, all the premises of power and battle and dominance remain stubbornly present, with the players just shuffled around. Nothing really changes. I’m bored, in general, with stories about power conflicts and masculine heroes who wield violence to solve the conflicts. These narratives work great in movies because they provide plenty of huge-scale sensation. But our media culture is utterly saturated with these stories, and … eh. I’m done.
I’ve been thinking about all this again today, on the eve of Palm Sunday. At this point, I might be tempted to declare: And so my friends, Jesus offers us an alternative narrative! Which is true. You have to appreciate Jesus countering the theatrics of power—plenty real in his day, even before the advent of cinema—with the theatrics of humility. And who doesn’t love a good donkey?
Jesus’ narrative deliberately refuses us the satisfaction of good guys beating bad guys through violence and power. Well and good. Unfortunately, Jesus’ counternarrative involves martyrdom. Which might be one reason why Christians sometimes try to fit Jesus into the Dominating-Hero-in-Good/Evil-Battle trope.
The truth is, I understand the resistance to Jesus’ vulnerability and weakness on the cross. I’m not wild about conforming my life to a narrative shape that says: You can’t beat the Gigantic Evil Empire on a tidy narrative timescale. The only way to begin turning the tables is: martyrdom.
Some people understand the martyrdom story all too well and bravely live into it. They take up their cross and they defy whatever evil empire they face through non-violent sacrifice. I’m thinking of Gandhi. I’m thinking of the courageous souls who walked the Edmund Pettus Bridge in Selma in March of 1965—incidentally just a few months before Dune was published.
If Jesus made the once-for-all sacrifice, though, isn’t it possible that martyrdom isn’t the only counter-narrative to dominate-with-violence? Couldn’t whatever evil empire is plaguing us, real or metaphorical, be dis-integrated some other way, even if slowly? I want to believe that’s true, at least sometimes. I think history offers examples. The problem is: that’s a less dramatic, less sensational, much harder story to tell, and thus imagine, and thus enact.
The great sci-fi writer Ursula LeGuin wrote about this problem in her famous 1986 essay “The Carrier-Bag Theory of Fiction.” Basically, the essay suggests that we are obsessed with telling stories about spears, so to speak—about singular heroes (usually male), domination, violence, winning. However, the first important human tool was not the spear but the vessel, the carrier bag, in which things are gathered and held, and from which things are shared. Couldn’t we tell more “carrier bag” stories, in which a bunch of people work through the messiness and eventually figure out how to solve their differences and move on together? If we can’t tell those stories, how can we imagine our way into living beyond systems of domination, violence, and indeed, martyrdom?
The problem, of course, is that heroic spear stories are fabulously exciting to tell. Writer Siobhan Letty comments:
I don’t know. Maybe I do. I’m well and truly sick of the narrative in which some messianic violence-wielder wins in a spectacular clash of forces, and oh well about all the collateral damage to people (and everything else, actually). Instead, I want to imagine other ways to live, to solve problems, to make change. I want to imagine that the real Messiah, on his humble donkey, engaged the necessity of martyrdom but also, because of the Resurrection, opened to us the possibilities of other, better ways.
Image credit, featured image: Niko Tavernise/Warners Bros.
Image credit, scary Jesus: Will Novosedlik/Midjourney
Image credit, donkey: Kathleen Tyler Conklin/Modern Farmer
The quotation from @AJA_Cortes is slightly edited for grammatical clarity.
Refugia Podcast 39 Seeds of Peace and Hope: Christina Bagaglio Slentz and the Diocese of San Diego
Today, I’m talking with Dr. Christina Bagaglio Slentz, Associate Director for Creation Care at the Catholic Diocese of San Diego. Christina has a background in sociology, with a PhD in international studies and global affairs. She’s also a Navy veteran. Today, she serves a diocese of 97 parishes, helping to guide and empower people in their creation care work. The Diocese of San Diego is a microcosm of diverse biomes and diverse people, and it’s a fascinating example of refugia, because as a diocese, they are doing all the things. Christina and I talk about Laudato si’, solar energy, economics, eco spirituality, environmental justice advocacy, the centrality of the Eucharist, and the mutuality between caring for neighbor and caring for the Earth.
Refugia Podcast Episode 38 So Much Joy: Linda Racine and Traverse City Presbyterian Church
In 2022, there were multiple policies or overtures passed focused on creation care, and it really put out an alarm, saying “It’s serious, folks, the Earth is really in trouble. So we need to take strong action.” And they were encouraging all churches to reduce their carbon emissions by at least 25% in the next four years and get it down to net zero or net positive by 2030. A group of interested folks at church looked at that and said, “Let’s do it. Let’s go for it.”
Refugia Podcast Episode 37 Land as Primary Text for Healing Community: Elaine Heath and Spring Forest
Elaine Heath is the abbess of Spring Forest, a new monastic community in Hillsborough, North Carolina. Spring Forest centers around communal prayer and meals, a vibrant farm, refugee support, and other ministries you can read about here. You can learn more about Elaine’s work as an author and speaker on her website, or in articles like this one from the Center for Action and Contemplation.
Refugia Podcast Episode 36 True Woo: Pete Nunnally and Water and Wilderness Church
Father Pete Nunally is the founder of Water and Wilderness Church, a Washington DC-based outdoor church and watershed community. You can read more about the model of Water and Wilderness Church here. Father Pete is a passionate and well-spoken advocate on his social media pages and other forums, as in this interview with Creation Justice Ministries.