Originally Posted by Baby Lee
My exact reaction.
Fraz's Dune is my 'Bonfire of the Vanities.' Perhaps the best book I read in JHS turned into an unrecognizable mess on the big screen. It has jaundiced my opinion of De Palma [yes THAT De Palma] to this day. It hardens my heart against Bruce Willis more than any other shitty movie or Kevin Smith diatribe I've come across to date.
It's like if you told all your friends that XXXyyy had the best pizza on earth, and finally cajoled them into trying some. Then, when you get there, their only pizza has seagull shit laying in piles on top of it, and you're like "well obviously I wasn't praising seagull shit pizza, but you've GOT to believe me . . . "
I recall watching Bonfire of the Vanities back in the day on HBO and hoping that the pre-movie disclaimer of nudity actually meant something.