The Spine of the Night.

A rotoscope movie, extremely inventive in details and successfully merging Western comic and anime styles but totally senseless.  

Dune.

I never understood what was wrong with critics-maligned "Dune" by David Lynch and why this new version is so exalted by them. Probably, during the times that passed, the tastes degraded. It is an elaborate computer-generated cosplay with Timothee Chalamet as Timothee Chalamet, Rebecca Fergusson as Rebecca Ferguson and Zendaya as Zendaya with the cameos by Josh Brolin and Jason Momoa. Only a relatively unknown Oscar Isaac can be mistaken for the Duke Leto Atreides I. They perform a rather primitive fable of the Cold War built by Herbert on the foundations of "Lawrence of Arabia". Namely, bad, oppressive colonizers (Turks/Russians) of desert planet Arrakis (Iraq, but at the time the whole Middle East was engulfed in the struggles by Nasser's clones) producing most of the world's Melange (Oil) are replaced by good, enlightened colonizers (Brits/Americans). Even the name of the Emperor Padishah Haddam (Saddam) is an instance of life imitating art. At the time Saddam Hussein was already prominent in the junta ruling Iraq but was not recognized as the top dog, the big cheese, par excellence. This does not mean that Herbert was a bad writer--after all Gulliver's Travels were a satire crammed with long-forgotten barbs and allusions on contemporary British politics and society--but Swift remained immortal.