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I felt so incredibly insignificant, which became addictive.
I like it; it makes me a little manic.
Especially when you get people like, What are youtalkingabout?
And why do you write so much?
And can you yo just post a picture and stop writing?
[brings his hands together] because Denis had asked Greig to take photographs.
I had my family with me.
Wow.Its not that Itrainedmyself to do that.
Thats just what happens.
Its the only time I get quiet.
Ultimately, its less who influenced you?
and who this and that?
I think this book presents itself like its not trying so hard.
You get to make up your mind.
It felt like being too wordy or pedantic and all that with every single picture was too much.
Dont ruin the picture, dont ruin the photograph.
Whereas this was 100 percent me and my experience in the desert.
I was bowled over by my experience in the desert.
I felt so incredibly insignificant, which became addictive.
Youre surrounded by these dunes forever changing shape, and youre just so, so meaningless.
Its kind of great.
It always feels personal.
Theres this little song that we do at the beginning ofDune: Part Two.
Denis called me and he said, Listen, I want you to write the lyrics.
And I want Hans to do the music.
Im like, What?
I felt like he made a major mistake, but I was really happy with the lyrics.
Musically, it was genius.
The lyrics I thought were very good.
In theDunebook series, your character Gurney is something of a poet and plays the lyre.
Now, can we scrap both movies and go back to the beginning?
There was more weight.
What does this guy feel?
Hes lost these people that he was supposed to protect.
Hes out in the desert.
Hes lost all this weight, hes angry, hes grumpier, hes somewhat of a criminal.
Rebecca is laying down and Denis is kneeled down beside her.
When youre watching any of thisDunepress, you see this fashion show going on.
A few of the poems highlight the generational gap between actors.
Im like, You fucking run with it.
I love how much they respect the work, and yet how muchfunthey have during the work.
Its a selfish thing.
We have to be here for three months.
I cant look into a dark corner for three months.
I found that really satisfying.
I just do, I admit it.
I respect him on a personal and professional level.
So thats my love sentence to him.
Its nice when you write something where whatevers inside me is the influence.
Its more about embracing who you are at this point.
Just shut up and write it.
