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A man and his monster; a tale that has been terrifying generation after generation… but who are Frankenstein and his monster, and why are they such a big deal?
Despite what pop-culture has made the famous being seem like, the creature is neither stupid nor named Frankenstein. The title of the novel actually comes from Victor Frankenstein, the man that figured out how to make life in a lab at a university. After creating the creature- that, for the record, is called that more than it is referred to as a monster- Victor is so horrified at what he created that he runs off and leaves the newly formed life by itself. That is only the beginning of the being’s problems, and those problems would quickly grow into a drab life of hiding and eventually resorting to homicide.
Beware, as Frankenstein requires readers to actually pay attention. The point of view changes often between Victor, the creature, and an adventurous man by the name of Walton, so don’t go thinking that this can be skimmed through. However, it would not be the same without these constant changes. There are chapters where the creature is telling about his time away that would be impossible to be told without switching over to his point of view. The same goes for when Walton is on his boat and when Victor is learning about the death of loved ones. There is also an added hint of mystery as readers do not know the exact moment that it is first brought up that the creature was the murderer of the Frankenstein family (this, of course, would be quite less interesting as well as fairly more gruesome if the lonely beast had been telling this portion of the tale).
In all honesty I didn’t think I would enjoy this book. I rarely find myself reading anything that even remotely resembles classic novels, let alone the classics themselves. Nonetheless, I quickly found myself wrapped up in Shelley’s frightening story. From the very first page I was intrigued by the mystery on why there was a man named Walton (as, for all I knew, the only characters were Frankenstein and his creature) and how he tied in. The murders caught me by surprise. The creature’s life by himself was an unexpected treat.
Overall, Frankenstein is a good book for people that want to read a classic but don’t want it to be centered on romance. There is more than enough death to satisfy even the most extreme Sadist but not so much that a high school student’s mother would call and complain about the assigned reading. There is a pleasant mix of mystery, death, death, more death, and the age old question of what it really means to be human.

 

*I had to write a review for a school paper a few weeks ago over Frankenstein. I got an A on it, so I figured that if my teachers liked it you might enjoy it as well.

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