Review 779: Frankenstein

Guillermo del Toro's Frankenstein is a tragic triumph, a passion project brought to life by a visionary filmmaker   I can vaguely remember when I first read Mary Shelly's Frankenstein as a young boy, I was moved to tears by it. There was something so inherently sad about the story of something created dead people who turns on his creator and is subsequently forced to live

The film begins near the end, in the arctic, where the hunted has become the hunter. Captain Anderson (Lars Mikkelsen), head of 

wrestling with questions about fathers and sons, creators and their creations & the obligations of love in the face of abandonment.

Once again, del Toro's sense of design is on full display.  

Oscar Isaac as the brilliant but egotistical Frankenstein 

At the centre of the film is Jacob Elordi (whom you may recognise from Sofia Coppola's Priscilla as well as The Kissing Booth films and can currently be seen in the new version of Wuthering Heights) playing the titular monster; his portrayal is nuanced & mesmerising one, expertly bringing to life 

David Bradley (whom you may recognise from his roles in fantasy series like Filch in the Harry Potter films & Walder Frey in Game of Thrones or even the First Doctor) has a very noteworthy role in this film playing a blind man who befriends the titular monster