My wife snapped this photo of me in what has accidentally become our Frankenstein corner of the living room. I had Bernie Wrightson sign these two Frankenstein prints for her at the Lovecraft Film Festival about twenty years back. Our cat Fritz is named after Dwight Frye's character in the 1931 film.
I think the 1931 film and its sequel are classics, but poor adaptations of the novel. I will be curious to see Guillermo del Toro's version, but honestly I'm not sure Mary Shelley's novel is truly adaptable. Having said that, I think Penny Dreadful gave it a pretty thorough treatment.
I have always sympathized with the monsters in horror stories. Not slashers or serial killers, but the Grendels and Gill Men, the King Kongs and Golems. Hell, even poor Leatherface gets a little sympathy: these blasted teenagers keep breaking into his house! The downside of this is that I am often broken-hearted by the finale of these films. When the monster is cruelly dispatched and the normal folks are rejoicing. I think that is why The Shape of Water worked so well for me. Despite GDT's sentimentality, he delivers a triumphant sendoff for his monster.
To tie it back to Lovecraft, I have to admit that the Dunwich Horror leaves me feeling great pity for the Whateley twins. The Horror in particular has a tragic arc, and those final words give me chills. I know Lovecraft sided with Armitage, but I think he put far more of himself into the antagonists...
Thanks for reading, and remember to hug your Horror.
Christian Matzke
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