Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus is a novel written by English author Mary Shelley (–) that tells the story of Victor Frankenstein, a young. Few creatures of horror have seized readers' imaginations and held them for so long as the anguished monster of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. The story of. Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein is one of the masterpieces of nineteenth-century Gothicism. Mary Shelley was born Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin in in London. After Frankenstein, she wrote several novels, including Valperga and Falkner, and edited editions of the poetry of Shelley.
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Frankenstein to me that I am self-educated: for the first fourteen years of my life I ran wild on a common and read nothing but our Uncle Thomas' books of. Frankenstein book. Read reviews from the world's largest community for readers. Mary Shelley began writing Frankenstein when she was only eighteen. Frankenstein or. The Modern Prometheus. Mary Shelley. First published in The text of this edition is from the revised edition of This web edition.
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Robert Louis Stevenson. Walter Whitman. Home Contact us Help Free delivery worldwide. Free delivery worldwide. Bestselling Series. Harry Potter. Popular Features. New Releases. Description 'I saw the pale student of unhallowed arts kneeling beside the thing he had put together.
I saw the hideous phantasm of a man stretched out, and then, on the working of some powerful engine, show signs of life and stir with an uneasy, half-vital motion. By morning, it had become the germ of her Romantic masterpiece, "Frankenstein. A frightening creation myth for our own time, "Frankenstein" remains one of the greatest horror stories ever written and is an undisputed classic of its kind.
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He journeys out of Geneva to refresh his tortured soul and visits Mount Montanvert when he sees the monster coming to confront his maker with a proposition — "make me a mate of my own. The pair retreats to a small hut on the mountain where the monster tells his story.
The monster has taught himself to read and understand language so that he can follow the lives of his "adopted" family, the De Laceys. While the monster wanders the woods, he comes upon a jacket with a notebook and letters that were lost by Victor.
From the notes, the monster learns of his creation. He has endured rejection by mankind, but he has not retaliated upon mankind in general for his misfortune. Victor Frankenstein. Curse the man who rejects his offspring! Curse the man who seeks to forget his own creation! I was the fruit of his mind and of his labors, born rotten, and thus cast away. The tale of my maker is the tale of a parent suddenly fearful of his young, terrified of what he has wrought. It is a tale of responsibility rejected.
The record of his actions are of criminal neglect, of shameful weakness, of a man who lives so much in his thoughts that the world around him crumbles, and the people in that world become abused. My wretched self most of all! And yet I am more than his cast-out son. I am the Frankenstein's shadow self: What is dear to him shall be mine to destroy. His precious ideals shall be the instrument of his destruction.
As he would embrace his youngest brother, his dearest friend, his beloved wife And as his shadow self, I will follow him as he will follow me, I will lead him to his destiny, on a terrible trail he has forged himself. I shall spare him, and all others, only the faintest pity O wretched are those who cross my path! My story is not simply one of thoughtless cruelty or hideous revenge.
It is also one of beauty, and of ugliness. Behold the many descriptions of the natural world, the myriad and vivid wonders of nature, of mountain and forest and lake and ocean. There is true beauty. It is a fact upon which we three - Victor Frankenstein and Captain Walton and I - are truly of one mind. In nature there is true transcendence!
But alas, it is not simply nature that is judged as beauty, or as ugliness. Inspect the story closely. Note the good fortune of the child Elizabeth, raised in squalor and then lifted into comfort. Why was she so chosen? Because of her fortunate beauty, her golden hair A typical act for the human species: Terrible human nature, that judges the surface alone. Study Victor's reactions to his professors, both steeped in wisdom: See Victor's uncaring and hysterical flight from his own child - myself!
Watch his descent into illness at the mere idea of such ugliness. Witness the family De Lacey, and their rejection of one who sought only to ease their burdens, to bring their kindness back upon them - a being who only craved love! Again and again, the pleasant surface is favored over the ill-formed; the unknown depths to remain unknowable. Foolish humans - victims of their conceits, forever enchanted by what they call beauty.
Foul and petty humans - they are villains of their own making. A curse upon them! And so rejected and abandoned, I shall bring ugliness back to their doorstep. I become nemesis; and shall live forever as your deadly child, a perilous inheritance, a nightmare of your own creation O wretched are you all!
View all 66 comments. Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful. Well, finally I read the original novel after watching infinite film adaptations, variations of the theme and even odd approaches to the topic. I was sure that I would enjoy a lot the novel but sadly, compelled to write an honest review, I have to say that barely I was able to give it a 3-star rating, that I think it's the fairest rating that I can give to the book.
The original premise is astonishing, the following impact in popular culture is p Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful. The original premise is astonishing, the following impact in popular culture is priceless and certainly the story "behind-of-the-scenes" of the creation of the novel is fascinating.
However, the actual writing of the book is tedious, the narration style is odd and the rhythm of the story is too slow. The socio-cultural impact of this novel has been monumental in all kind of media. How the novel was created could be covered as a "reality TV show" nowadays: Pros versus Rookies" Since all began with a friendly contest, of who can write the best ghost story, between four friends: And the winners are The rookies!!!
Since while Percy Shelley and Lord Byron were acomplished writers, they weren't able to come up with something to compete against Polidori's The Vampyre and Mary Shelley's Frankenstein.
Also, there is the tale of how Mary Shelley came up with the basic idea of the book. She claimed that she had a dream showing the lab with the mad scientist giving life to a hideous creature through the power of a lightning.
I won't question her version. I only want to point out the existence of an actual Frankenstein's Castle, located in a town of Germany where, besides several paranormal stories about it, there is a local rumour, that a fellow with the name of Johann Conrad Dippel was a supposed alchemist that created a monster using a bolf of lightning Where did I heard something just like this?
Try to came up with a cooler legend! However, Mary always declared that she wasn't aware of that castle and the legends tied to it. Let's take out the part of the step-mother and the Grimm Brothers. It's virtually impossible to believe that Mary Shelley never heard, in some way, about the existence of Frankenstein's Castle and the particular tale of Dippel. Without irrespecting the memory of Mary Shelley, this is just like the story of Diablo Cody, winner of an Oscar for Best "Original" Screenplay for the film Juno of The main theme of this film is about a teen pregancy.
However, in , there was a South Korean film titled Jenny, Juno that it was a romantic dramedy movie about teen pregnancy too. Diablo Cody declared that she never heard before of that South Korean film. Sure, because Juno is such a common name in America that it was an innocent coincidence.
By the way, Juno is the name's boyfriend in the South Korean's movie, instead of the female Juno performed by Ellen Page. American Juno and South Korean Jenny, Juno have totally different stories, different approaches to the subject and even different reactions to the event along with different endings. The only dang similarity is that both are about teen pregnancies. I am not accusing Diablo Cody of plagiarism. That's not the point. I only say that was so hard for her to admit that she watched or heard about the South Korean film and that gave her an inspiration for her own screenplay?
In the same way, was so hard for Mary Shelley to admit that she got in contact in some way with the legend of Dippel and the Frankenstein's Castle and she used it as inspiration for her own original book? At least that will make harder to make the connections and even making a more plausible deniability!!!
I could not understand why men who knew all about good and evil could hate and kill each other. THE BAD The writing of the book is tedious, or to be more accurate is a too slow burner that it took too much to get into the real story and even worse, once the "action" started, you have again intervals of tedium.
It's indeed a roller coaster but in a bad sense, since you took too much time in the tedious way up and the moments of intensity are like split-seconds on the way down. The narration style is odd since the book begins with some letters written by a ship's captain, and the first four letters are boring filler stuff non-relevant to the actual story, and until the fifth letter the story really started.
However, later of that, the narration changed to the "voice" of Dr. Victor Frankenstein, but again, our good mad scientist takes too much time to get to the point telling a lot of non-relevant boring details, even worse, it's told in the most tedious "tone of voice" that you can imagine. Without emotion or trying to entertain to the reader.
The chapters of the Creature are more entertained but also, sometimes you wonder how possible is that this monster so submitted to rage and murder is able to articule so well his part of the story. So, between that the novel is slow burner, and the moments of real horror with awful deaths are so scarce and presented so quick that you can't even develop the proper emotion on that moments, I wasn't able to enjoy this book as I expected that I would.
However, I can't deny the relevant place that this novel has in the history of literature and its impact in multiple ways of the spectrum. Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust?
View all 51 comments. He is ugly and humanity does like to punish the ugly - this is a universal truth about us that in itself is also fairly ugly. The other thing I liked was that standard ploy of gothic novels — the multiple Chinese whisper narration. In this the story is all written in a series of letters and then continuous prose to the sister of a sea captain who hears the story on a journey to the North Pole from Frankenstein himself, even though much of the story is also told to Frankenstein by his monster.
I do like stories like this -that are like Russian Dolls — where it is hard to tell who is telling the story and just how reliable they could be as a narrator. I'm not sure I would trust anything an adventurer sea captain told me about anything - and in the end he is the only source.
Unfortunately, that is about all that I did like. I would have said I know this story well before I read the book. There have been endless films made of this story — so there are elements to the story that are etched into our collective memories.
It comes then as a bit of a shock that many most of these elements are not in the story at all. I guess that is yet another example of the power of images. The other difference is that in films the monster is a slow moving automaton, whereas in the book he is much swifter, stronger and agile than people.
Frankenstein may not have made a very good looking monster, but in every other respect he did a much better job than God did. Frankenstein is a very fast learner - he learns to speak in less than a year. And given the poverty of instruction Chomsky would really be proud! Coincidences rarely work in fiction — and while they bring delight when they happen in life, in fiction they tend to stop us in our wilful suspension of disbelief.
The problem is that this story seems to go out of its way to make us do tutting noises at the improbabilities and constantly strained plotting twists. You know, hint - if telling me something silly isn't going to improve the story, don't tell me something silly. I thought there were some interesting comments about the obligations Gods have to their creations. He spends most of his time swooning — it seemed the slightest problem has him rushing to his bed for months on end. A friend dies and he is almost at death's door himself.
About the only things he never did was tear at either his hair or his clothes — but that is hardly high praise. If it is horror you want, Stephen King is much more frightening, never tells you how scared you are supposed to feel at any given moment in the story and is basically a better writer.
But this is a seminal horror story, so I guess for that reason alone… Oct 29, J. If you have not read the book, then you do not know Frankenstein or his monster. Certainly, there is a creature in our modern mythology which bears that name, but he bears strikingly little resemblance to the original. It is the opposite with Dracula , where, if you have seen the films, you know the story.
Indeed, there is a striking similarity between nearly all the Dracula films, the same story being told over and over again: Harker, bug-eating Renfield, doting Mina, the seduction of Lucy, Dr. V If you have not read the book, then you do not know Frankenstein or his monster.
Van Helsing, the sea voyage from Varna, the great decaying estate--it's all there, in both book and cultural myth. Even the lines tend to recur, as almost every retelling has some version of the famed "I never drink--wine. The first puzzlement comes when the story begins on a swift ship in the arctic, told in letters between the captain and his beloved sister. The structure of the story as it follows is, in many ways, not ideal.
It is not streamlined, focused, or particularly believable. It seems that every picturesque cabin in the woods is inhabited by fallen nobility, that every criminal trial is undertaken on false pretenses to destroy some innocent person, that an eight-foot-tall monstrosity can live in your woodshed for a year without being noticed, and that that same monstrosity can learn to be fluent and even eloquent in both speaking and reading an unknown language merely by watching its use.
The style itself is ponderous and florid, as Shelley ever is, which is fine when she has some interesting idea to communicate, but bothersome when she finds herself vacillating--which is often, since our hero, the good doctor, is constantly sitting about, thinking about what he might do next, and usually, avoiding actually doing anything.
I understand the deep conflict within him, but it might have been more effective to actually see him act on some of his momentary urges before switching instead of letting it all play out in his head. But then, it's hard to think of him as the hero, anyways, since his activities tend to be so destructive to everyone around him. Sure, he is aware of this tendency--hyper-aware, really--and constantly blames himself, but he doesn't come across as especially sympathetic.
The monster, on the other hand, is truly naive and hopeless, unable to change his fate though he often tries to do so, while the doctor tends to avoid doing anything that might improve the situation. There is a very Greek sense of tragedy at hand, in that we have a man who, though combined action and inaction, drives himself inevitably to utter ruin.
As Edith Hamilton defines it, tragedy is a terrible event befalling someone who has such deep capacity for emotion that they are able to recognize and feel every awful moment, and Dr.
Frankenstein certainly has this capacity. In fact, he seems to have an overabundance of such feeling, to the point that he spends most of his time wallowing and declaring his woe--which is not always endearing. But the tragedy remains the most interesting and engaging part of the book, overcoming the sometimes repetitive details of the story. It is an entwined tragedy, a double tragedy between the man and his creation, and it's never quite clear who is at fault, who is the villain, and who is the wretch.
The roles are often traded from moment to moment, and there is no simple answer to wrap up the conflict. Of course, the classic reading of this is an exploration of the relationship between man and his universe often personified by 'god'. As human beings, we see our lives as a narrative, ourselves as the hero, and we look for villains to blame for our short-comings. Looking at the tale as it is presented, it is easy to read Dr.
Frankenstein as the figure of 'god', the creator and authority, the author of life. We see the monster's pain and suffering and on one hand, it is all the result of his being created in the first place, and of his creator not planning well enough.
But beyond that, there are also the actions and choices the monster makes that make him a monster--his own will. But I began to look at it in the opposite way: Frankenstein has created a god. He has made a force which can lord over him, a god which resembles man, only more powerful, indestructible, inescapable, terrible.
In the end, who is the real 'modern Prometheus'?
Frankenstein by Mary Shelley – review
For almost the entire book, the only person who ever sees the monster is the doctor himself, and since the doctor is present for all of the killings, it isn't hard to interpret this story as the self-justification of a madman: However, I am not willing to carry this 'unreliable narrator' reading to its bitter end, since the story itself does not quite support it--but the fact that the monster can almost be read this way intensifies to the degree to which it is a story of two intertwined egos, each one blaming the other, like so many toxic relationships between people, or even between one half of a troubled mind and the other.
But for all that the core idea of the story is strong and thought-provoking, it is still long-winded, unfocused, and repetitive. It is certainly impressive for the first novel of a nineteen-year-old, and demonstrates splendid imagination, but it does not benefit from her literary affectations.
However, her style is still thoughtful and refined, unlike the halting half-measures of Stoker's small-minded Dracula , there is a great expanse here, a wide vista which well-reflects the Victorian artist's obsession with the horror of 'the sublime'. Frankenstein, "Oh, Frankenstein! Generous and self-devoted being! What does it avail that I now ask thee to pardon me. When your monster said these lines in the last, I asked myself also why did you behold the accomplishment of your toil on that dreary night of November!
He repented! But your creation did not remorse before he had urged his diabolical vengeance to such an extremity. What a wonderful man you were, Frankenstein! So ambitious, sharp and determined. How wonderfully you created, one day, such an animated creature from lifeless matter. What had been the study and desire of the wisest men since the creation of the world was now within your grasp.
You perfectly knew then that the real elixir of life was chimera! You felt exquisite pleasure dwelling on the recollection of your childhood, of your knowledge and invention, of your adventure, of your grief, of your fear and of your remorse.
When I was listening to you, I thought of you as the most sagacious researcher of your time. The powers of learning and more explicitly of deceiving, of your creation,were far ahead of you. When a strong multiplicity of sensation seized your monster and he saw, felt,smelled and heard at the same time, I was also pressed upon by a strong light on my imaginative nerves at that very same moment.
When your monster unsuccessfully tried to imitate the pleasant songs of birds, the uncouth and inarticulate sounds which broke from him frightened me as well. From his hovel, where he lived secretly for a long time,watching cottagers, learning human emotions,name of cottagers,the language and then about slothful Asiatics, wars of Romans and stupendous genius of Grecians, I tried to recollect the beginning of my existence as if I too had learned such things in similar fashion.
Your monster made me curious about the Werter's imaginations of despondency and about the high thoughts of Plutarch from whom he learned such traits!
Finally, I too felt my flesh tingled with excess of sensitiveness and my pulse beat rapidly, though not as rapidly as yours, every time, when your monster came out of his hide to present himself.
Though you had benevolent intentions towards humankind, but how terrible it turned out to be! It clings to the mind when it has once seized on it like a lichen on the rock.
I wished sometimes to shake off all thought and feeling, but I learned that there was but one means to overcome the sensation of pain, and that was death—a state which I feared yet did not understand" Your affectionate reader, I loved beautiful writing of Shelley in this book.
You may be aware about the story, but I think she deserves the reading of this wonderful piece of fantasy and science fiction work and when you know that she wrote this novel in her early twenties, your admiration for her writing will enhance for sure.
It is written in a very unique style and I liked the way, first few letters started the story and then it was ended in a similar fashion. Multi layered narration, all perfectly synchronized with one another, makes it a nice reading experience. The natural imagery in the exploration in the North Sea region, Arctic ice and narrator's delightful and full of warmth relations with his family and friends will touch you.
The portrayal of devil is extraordinarily plotted in two entirely opposite ways. Some time he will frighten you through his corpse like hideous horror and at some places you will be filled with compassion towards this wretch monster. But it was all a dream; no Eve soothed my sorrows nor shared my thoughts; I was alone.
I remembered Adam's supplication to his Creator. But where was mine? View all 23 comments. Starting out with childish and irresponsible experimental joy, he is lost until the sorcerer comes home and uses his superior magic to restore order. Frankenstein, unfortunately, does not have a superior power to rely on when he sets free a creature of his own immature image, and he fails miserably in the second stage of scientific innovation: Frankenstein represents a new kind of human creator, acting alone, and driven solely by ambition to surpass other human beings in inventiveness and power, but without the love and affection that is still expressed in the Pygmalion myth that was popular in the 18th century.
Moreau , it tells the story of human hubris and carelessness and its bitter consequences. When did Frankenstein fail as an inventor and human being? When he gave his creature giant proportions? When he failed to educate and nurture it?
When he ran away and abandoned it? When he refused to support its need for a companion? Or when he failed to own up to his own part in the erupting violence, and did not act to stop it instead of fainting and hiding in passive, delirious illness? When he let an innocent girl be executed for a murder he knew to have been committed by his creature?
In a way, the creature actually surpassed its creator, for its first steps in the world were filled with optimistic curiosity and love. It eagerly learned the rules of the world, observed the mechanisms of language and schooled itself with admirable perseverance, to the point of being able to ask the question of the meaning of life, reflecting on the different layers of the human condition through the lens of excellent writers such as Plutarch, Goethe and Milton. Out of control, miserable, lost in eternal ice, the show-down between creator and creation leaves no room for hope, except in the balanced character of the witness Walton, who sets a humane example by sacrificing his scientific ambition and dream of glory for the safety of the sailors that are dependent on him, and whose lives he cannot risk and keep a calm conscience.
Absolutely glorious story! View all 24 comments. An annual re-read worth reviewing once again. The novel opens with a set of letters by Captain Robert Walton to his sister back in England.
Captain Walton is travelling through the Arctic to further his scientific appetite. The captain and crew notice a large creature travelling over the ice and An annual re-read worth reviewing once again.
The captain and crew notice a large creature travelling over the ice and eventually stumble upon a nearly frozen Victor Frankenstein, who tells the story of his scientific struggles and tries to dissuade Walton from any such pursuits.
Armed with the knowledge of the ancient natural philosophers, he takes this passion with him to university in Germany, where he is introduced to more modern ways of thinking. Creating a being in secret, Frankenstein soon sees that it has gone horribly wrong, both the physical appearance of this eight-foot behemoth tempered with translucent skin and pulsing veins and the decision to play God. Frankenstein rages against his creation and flees for the city, only to return and see that the being has fled the confines of his flat.
Frankenstein becomes ill and recuperates over a four-month period before returning to his native Geneva. Upon his arrival, he discovers that his younger brother has been killed.
Frankenstein sees the tell-tale signs of his creation having strangled the young boy, though the crime is saddled upon a nanny and she is executed by hanging. The creature tells of how he learned the nuances of language and speech, the complexities of emotion as well as discovering of his hideous appearance.
The creature vows to ruin the life of his creator unless he is gifted with a female companion. Frankenstein ponders this and promises to make one, having been threatened with more personal anguish if he fails. Frankenstein travels to the far reaches of Scotland to begin his work, eyed by the creature from afar.
When Frankenstein has a final epiphany that his hands can create nothing but increased terror, he disposes with his experiment, knowing the consequences. More agony befalls Frankenstein, who seeks to destroy his creation once and for all. A brilliant piece that is full of social commentary and much foreboding as it relates to science.
A wonderful read for those who like a good challenge. The themes that emanate from the story at hand are numerous and thought provoking.
The reader can easily get lost in the narrative and its linguistic nuances, but it is the characters and their messages that permeate the text. Victor Frankenstein and his creature prove to be two very interesting and yet contrasting characters, developed primarily through their individual narratives.
Frankenstein is the bright-eyed scientific mind who seeks to alter the path of events by imbuing something of his own making with life, only to discover that thought and reality do not mesh. The plethora of other characters develop and support these two, with Captain Walton playing an interesting, yet seemingly background, role in the entire narrative. Instead, it is a piece of social commentary that prefers to scare in its foreboding and provides a much more academic approach than might be suspected by the unknowing reader.
I was pleased with the novel and all it had to offer. I am sure it will provide a wonderful soapbox for those who wish to open a discussion on the matter. I would welcome it. Kudos, Madam Shelley, for this wonderful piece. That you started it at the ripe age of eighteen baffles and impresses me. I will be adding this to my annual late October reading list! An ever-growing collection of others appears at: View all 5 comments.
A great book and wonderful cover! Published first in , and again in an altered form in , Frankenstein at its core is a story about the breakdown of sympathy: The novel's lush descriptions, ornate sentences, and sensational plot obscure the fact that it consists of three interwoven main narratives that all end in isolation, namely Walton's letters to his sister and t Published first in , and again in an altered form in , Frankenstein at its core is a story about the breakdown of sympathy: The novel's lush descriptions, ornate sentences, and sensational plot obscure the fact that it consists of three interwoven main narratives that all end in isolation, namely Walton's letters to his sister and the stories of Frankenstein and the monster.
After listening to Frankenstein's self-centered tale, the friendless Walton loses hope in his expedition, decides to return home, and ceases to write to his sister; Frankenstein stops talking and dies, as the culmination of a life spent pursuing only his self-interest; the monster is rejected by all and left on his own.
Walton and the monster fail to receive the sympathy they long for, whereas Frankenstein is incapable of thinking of anyone but himself. In each case, though, the failure to maintain a sympathetic bond with another being—intimately tied to an adverse reaction to the abnormal or marked body—leads to the character's physical or emotional death.
The novel seems less about the so-called dangers of science, then, and more about the perils of social callousness, as personified in the character of Frankenstein himself. One of the most powerful books I have ever read that speaks so much about compassion and humanity.
I feel on the verge of tears, it was so moving.
This is like Phantom of the Opera times a thousand. View all 4 comments. Un libro muy recomendable. View all 6 comments. Victor Frankenstein, the discouraged scientist reveals his horrific secrets on board a ship exploring the Arctic Ocean The old dream of a northwest passage , being rescued from an ice flow, he fears that no one will believe his story of creating a "monster", that viciously kills in the late 's At first the leader of the rugged crew the skeptical Captain Robert Walton, thinks Frankenstein is insane, after all, Victor was found with a dog sled in the middle of the rough, angry Victor Frankenstein, the discouraged scientist reveals his horrific secrets on board a ship exploring the Arctic Ocean The old dream of a northwest passage , being rescued from an ice flow, he fears that no one will believe his story of creating a "monster", that viciously kills in the late 's At first the leader of the rugged crew the skeptical Captain Robert Walton, thinks Frankenstein is insane, after all, Victor was found with a dog sled in the middle of the rough, angry sea, what was he doing there?
However the sailor has a kind heart and softens, he listens politely Studying chemistry , the gifted young man soon becomes the top student in school, even more amazingly surpassing the professors, who are surprised to say the least by his great ability. Frankenstein gets the bright idea, it will cause unforeseen difficulties in the future, to bring to life a new man, out of different body parts The first mad scientist in history.
Still getting cold feet when the dead creature unbelievably comes alive, the petrified Victor runs away like a coward, not caring of the consequences to others, their safety is not important When Frankenstein nerves calm down, he finally returns and the monster is gone The conscience - stricken gentleman has no choice , meeting the frightening, ugly, hideous looking abomination on top of a cold glacier, Victor's creation demands that he make a female for the lonely "man", he seems to agree, if he wants to live.Instead of the smoke of Victorian London, we have the Swiss Alps and the Orkney Islands; instead of Igor and bolts through the neck, we have meditations on personal autonomy, scientific responsibility and eugenics.
He uses a combination of chemistry, alchemy, and electricity to make his ambition a reality. View 1 comment. In this version, Frankenstein gives the monster the brain of his mentor, Doctor Waldman , while his body is made from a man who killed Waldman while resisting a vaccination. Super Show! Shelley herself had no name of her own.
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