Friday, March 17, 2006

 

Book 9: Frankenstein


Another classic i assume i should have read...so i did. Have been into the gothic novel as of late. Maybe next i'll attempt "the turn of the screw" for the third time. anyhoo, frankenstein was a bit dull. i didn't particularly care for any of the characters, i wasn't enthralled by the plot; i did enjoy the scenery and description of victor's native switzerland, however. mary shelley has a writing style particular to the 19th century that i love: everything is always in superlative! oh, how my heart was anguished within my breast upon discovering this book wasn't as enrapturing as my heart had hoped! although i am heartliy glad i read it, i am forced to allot is simply a squiggle in my somewhat goofy rating system, as unkind and cruel as that should seem to a constant classic! surely i quest in vain for thrilling tome, one volume which i will ceaselessly read! okay, i'm not going to knock mary shelley for that anymore. it's hard to write sentences always ending in exclamation points and constantly on the verge of tragedy. boring little blog today...must go and watch some march madness. go golden flashes! do not disappoint my feeble hopes, my childish dreams of kent state advancing in the current athletic contest!

Comments:
great post! what is with the ridiculous picture on the cover? didn't frankenstein wear any clothes?
 
The cover shows Frankenstein's monster, who Dr. Frankenstein created. The monster never gets a name, I believe, which is significant because this book presents a tragic struggle with identity and purpose for Dr. Frankenstein's creation.

The monster asks the profound questions, and finding his creator without answers, goes from utter despair to vengeful anger. Many men have walked the same path throughout history, and do so today.

Shelley's novel is masterful.
 
yes, i can see why this book is an enduring classic. frankenstein, like prometheus, imparted something divine to lesser creatures, in this case he imparted actual life. he too is tormented and ostracized not from the gods on mount olympus, but similarly from the society of his peers through his rash actions. the monster is an interesting study of loneliness and isolation. he is very nearly human and yet so far from being accepted into the true human experience. yes, this is masterful, and i'm glad i read it. glad that it's over with, too.
 
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