I decided to give Frankenstein a reread. I read it in high school and didn’t love it, so I wanted to give it another go. It’s still not one of my favorites. Let’s get to my review.
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.” A summer evening’s ghost stories, lonely insomnia in a moonlit Alpine’s room, and a runaway imagination–fired by philosophical discussions with Lord Byron and Percy Bysshe Shelley about science, galvanism, and the origins of life–conspired to produce for Marry Shelley this haunting night specter.
My Thoughts on Frankenstein
I understand why Frankenstein is popular. I really do. The writing is beautiful, and the characters are complex. However, it still just doesn’t have what I want in a story like this.
It’s no secret that Frankenstein is more of a study on the horrors of humanity than anything else, but I still wish it had focused more on the creation of the monster. The tension just wasn’t there. Essentially, he said I built a monster. Then the next sentence was I lost the monster. I just didn’t feel connected to the plot. I did enjoy the monster’s monologue, but the rest of the story just didn’t work for me.
My Rating: 2/5
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