I, Frankenstein

Frankenstein is a classic monster story. Originally a book published anonymously in 1818 written by Mary Shelley, it was first adapted for the movie screen in 1910 and in the hundred years following it was adapted again and again for stage, TV, and film. It has been parodied, animated, and dramatized. Now in 2013 a new adaption hit theaters stylizing Frankenstein in a battle between gargoyles and demons from the producers of Underworld. Perhaps this monster would be better if it never came to life....


It's a familiar story: In 1795 a mad scientist, Victor Frankenstein, creates life in the form of a disfigured man/monster consisting of six different corpses. Said monster is abandoned by Victor, monster kills Victors wife, Victor hunts monster deep into the wilderness to kill it and instead freezes to death. Now fast forward two hundred years. Here's the story we didn't know: Demons and gargoyles have warred on the earth for hundreds of years and Frankenstein's monster (now called Adam) changes that war. The gargoyles want him because he is the only being other than a gargoyle or angel to kill a demon and the demons want him because as he was not created by God, he is soulless, thereby he is also able to be possessed. If the demons get a hold of him and understand how to reanimate the hundreds of human corpses on hand, they can bring an astoundingly amount of demons banished to hell back to earth in the possessed human vessels. But Adam doesn't get taken easily by anybody.

I love the original book Frankenstein so maybe I'm a little prejudiced but when it comes to re-imagining this tale, my motto is better left alone. I still when into the theater a little excited because, common, its Frankenstein. Some of the movie actually was fun. The action scenes are sometimes awesome and I almost let out a squeal worthy of a One Direction fan girl when they named the monster Adam. (As anyone who really pays attention when reading Frankenstein would know, the monsters name is Adam) But, the plot is convoluted, the dialogue occasionally laughable, and Aaron Eckhart's look as Frankenstein's monster is honestly just flat out terrible. If you want to enjoy this movie, check your brains at the door and pray Mary Shelley isn't reanimated somewhere, hunting down people who gave this movie the time of day.