I've just finished reading Hunters Of Dune and Sandworms Of Dune By Kevin J. Anderson and Brian Herbert.
These two books follow on from Chapterhouse Dune (Frank herbert's last Dune book before he died) and I although I read them a few years back, I wanted to do so again just to see if and how my opinion might have changed over that time.
It was a bit of a mixed bag. First, the two authors don't try to mimic Frank Herbert's style and for that they should be commended. The problem is that their writing style is not the Dune style that us fans are familiar with. The chapters follow similar formatting to Frank's original in that they are preceded by sayings, quatations etc. from characters within the Dune universe. The story itself lacks something and I struggle to find the right words to describe what I mean. Whereas Frank's Dune was nuanced and convoluted, this version is, for want of a better word, linear. Part of the problem relates to a pet hate of mine - backstory. Often authors decide if they have a successful novel, to expand on this and nine times out of ten (for me) it just doesn't work.
Let me try and explain myself. In Frank's Dune, there are references to the machine wars, the Butlerian Jihad and the origin of Mentats. In these last two books, many of the characters go about their business fretting over this great unknown enemy. Conversely, we, the readers, know exactly who this enemy is. That's a problem because when it comes to the big reveal, there is no big reveal.
Next, the thinking machines themselves. As backstory, they lurk menacingly within history and explain a lot about the present incarnation of the empire but, deployed as an actual approaching menace, the metamorphosis is complete and they become the stereotypical man versus robots story. A cliche.
Let me draw a parallel. Most of us just don't look very good naked. Actual real physical beauty is very rare (and I sit proudly looking down from within the branches of the ugly tree). Clothing, however, can hide a multitude of sins. And this is the problem with Dune. With the known universe naked, we see it as just another bloated, liverspot ridden plodding storyline of humans versus technology.
The ending, I thought, was poor and reminded me of the end of Metropolis (head and heart combined - read the book or watch the movie if you want to know what I mean).
That all being said, they're not bad books but they're not brilliant either. I'd describe them as workmanlike.
This was my second visit to these two novels and I don't think there will be a third.