In three words I deem this book: classic, heartrending, and analytical.
This book was totally what I didn't expect it to be. The biggest misconception ever (thank you Hollywood) is that the "big green guy" is not Frankenstein. No, no. That is the green guy's maker: Mr. Victor Frankenstein. The creation (or what ever you want to call him) doesn't even have a name!
This short novel (200 pages, written in the 1800's) starts at the end of the story, or the present time, then proceeds to tell the horrific and sad story of the amazing scientist Victor Frankenstein and how he made his very fantastic creation (or as he would call it: the fiend, wretch, and/or demon). The picture is painted as Victor coming from a wealthy and very happy family. Victor is a very ambitious and smart young man who one day decides he is completely and totally awed by science; furthermore how life is created. Through many years of studying in college and with the help and knowledge of highly acclaimed science professors (and some body parts from a nearby graveyard!), Victor makes his creation. But it isn't what he was expecting it would be at all; so Victor runs from it.
I'll stop there. I would recommend this book just because it's a classic, a quick read, and a great book for a Book Club (because you can really analyze the characters), but it lacked the "umph" I really enjoy in books. BUT. Don't get me wrong - I was intrigued the entire time. I just wished it would've had a twist in it somehow. I was waiting for a M. Night Shyamalan moment and it never came. A little disappointed, but I won't bash it too harshly. Afterall, it is a classic.
3 out of 5 stars