Frankenstein: Or, The Modern Prometheus
Mary Shelley's novel "Frankenstein: or, the Modern Prometheus" (1818) is a combination of gothic horror story and science fiction first conceived for a writing challenge by Lord Byron when she was just eighteen. It is the story of Victor Frankenstein, a Swiss student of natural science who assembles pieces of corpses to create an artificial man and brings it to life with galvanism. Though it seeks affection, the unnamed monster inspires loathing in everyone it meets. Lonely and miserable, the creature ultimately destroys its creator.
When we visited it the next morning, we found the tree shattered in a singular
manner. It was not splintered by the shock, but entirely reduced to thin ribbands
of wood. I never beheld any thing so utterly destroyed. The catastrophe of this
Professor Krempe often asked me, with a sly smile, how Cornelius Agrippa went
on? whilst M. Waldman expressed the most heartfelt exultation in my progress.
Two years passed in this manner, during which I paid no visit to Geneva, but was
The . republican institutions of our country have produced simpler and happier
manners than those which prevail in the great monarchies that surround it. Hence
there is less distinction between the several classes of its inhabitants; and the ...
“How kind you are every one else believes in her guilt, and that made me
wretched; for I knew that it was impossible: and to see every one else prejudiced
in so deadly a manner, rendered me hopeless and despairing.” She wept. - “
eries, when one creature is murdered, another is immediately deprived of life in a
slow torturing manner; then the executioners, their hands yet reeking with the
blood of innocence, believe that they have done a great deed. They call this ...
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Mary Shelley's romantic novel first published in 1818 anonymously has been the inspiration for movie monster makers. Since the first film adaptation in 1823, Shelley's creation has been brought to ... Read full review
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It gets lonely when you're a monster. Shelley makes us look at the inhuman aspects of ourselves. When what we create gets out of hand isn't it still our fault? Read full review