The main character, Victor Frankenstein was from a wealthy Geneva family. In his thrust for knowledge and understanding. He creates a monster. Like Prometheus of old, this deed forever after hunts his life. As the monster looks for meaning in life and Frankenstein tries to move past this horrid event.
Igor is a lie........ bolts and lighting is a lie... being green is a lie.... being slow and innocent is a lie.... It would seem, that other then the name of Frankenstein and that he makes a monster. Everything else is a lie.... How Hollywood can take something so deep and enlightening to the mind and turn it in to... cheap entertainment it really is sad... Well I have read Frankenstein by Mary Shelley. It is not my favorite book. I do not care to have so much heart ache in life. Still, it is a good book and much better then any movie I know with the title.