Trannies of Dune, Volume II
Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 12:30 am
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Gay culture can usually only produce one or two masterpieces per generation. In the sixties there was Charles Nelson Reilley's masterpiece, The Fire Island Diaries. In the 30's we were treated to a still closeted Humphrey Bogart's confusing genre film, Humpin' 'Round Town. Before that, I dunno, Catulus' tirade on that bitch from Lesbos? When Trannies of Dune hits the shelves later this week, you, gentle reader, are going to know right away that youve got Moonraker in your hands, as compared to Chanilover's original Dr. No.
This work certainly is not a failure. The bits on Kaila Vernus only go to show how deep that woman's depravity can run. One wonders if Chanilover's constant vigil on her shennanigans is born of disgust, affection, sympathy, or maybe a little bit of all? One also wonders what Chanilover has against brains in jars. Cogiter Vidad's ipalement alone sends the brains reeling in two different interpretive directions at once. But sun damage and oxidation can only speak to the slow agony of torture reserved only for the most hated of jar-heads.
Perhaps the shining light of it all is Sloe Man's final introduction into the Traniverse. I think we have all seen this coming. And Chanilover's use of feces, I think, will only open up doors denied to Kaliea's depravity in future installments. As you know, once a particular door has been opened, its quite difficult to shut it again, eh?
This volume really is comparable to Dune Messiah on, say, oh, one whole level or so. But count not Chanilover out at this point. As pissed off as he truly seems at Duniverse, I smell a monumental sequel in the wind. Or....Is that the Sloething?
http://www.dunenovels.com/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=1686
Here is the review:
Gay culture can usually only produce one or two masterpieces per generation. In the sixties there was Charles Nelson Reilley's masterpiece, The Fire Island Diaries. In the 30's we were treated to a still closeted Humphrey Bogart's confusing genre film, Humpin' 'Round Town. Before that, I dunno, Catulus' tirade on that bitch from Lesbos? When Trannies of Dune hits the shelves later this week, you, gentle reader, are going to know right away that youve got Moonraker in your hands, as compared to Chanilover's original Dr. No.
This work certainly is not a failure. The bits on Kaila Vernus only go to show how deep that woman's depravity can run. One wonders if Chanilover's constant vigil on her shennanigans is born of disgust, affection, sympathy, or maybe a little bit of all? One also wonders what Chanilover has against brains in jars. Cogiter Vidad's ipalement alone sends the brains reeling in two different interpretive directions at once. But sun damage and oxidation can only speak to the slow agony of torture reserved only for the most hated of jar-heads.
Perhaps the shining light of it all is Sloe Man's final introduction into the Traniverse. I think we have all seen this coming. And Chanilover's use of feces, I think, will only open up doors denied to Kaliea's depravity in future installments. As you know, once a particular door has been opened, its quite difficult to shut it again, eh?
This volume really is comparable to Dune Messiah on, say, oh, one whole level or so. But count not Chanilover out at this point. As pissed off as he truly seems at Duniverse, I smell a monumental sequel in the wind. Or....Is that the Sloething?