‘The rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open…’
Victor Frankenstein’s monster is stitched together from the limbs of the dead, taken from ‘the dissecting room and the slaughter-house’. The result is a grotesque being who, rejected by his maker and starved of human companionship, sets out on a journey to seek his revenge. In the most famous gothic horror story ever told, Shelley confronts the limitations of science, the nature of human cruelty and the pathway to forgiveness.'
I didn't love this book.
This is my second time reading this book. I wouldn't have picked it up the second time if it was required reading for University. I will admit I got more from it the second time around, but I still didn't love it.
On the surface, this is a book that I should have loved. But for some reason it just didn't do anything for me.
I couldn't get invested in this book. I'm not sure if it was the writing or the characters but I just didn't seem to care what was going on. Even in the dramatic parts of the story I just couldn't get interested.
The story does present some truly interesting questions about monsters and humanity and the juxtaposition between the two. I spent a lot more time delving into some of these points that this story makes whilst reading it this time.
I did enjoy some of the themes and duality's that I picked up on during my second reading, but it still wasn't enough for me to actually enjoy the story as a whole.
Frankenstein by Mary Shelley makes some interesting points about humanity but it wasn't a favourite of mine.
Published by Geramie Kate Barker