1935 Directed by James Whale
Bride of Frankenstein begins where James Whale's Frankenstein from 1931 ended. Dr. Frankenstein has not been killed as previously portrayed and now he wants to get away from the mad experiments. Yet when his wife is kidnapped by his creation, Frankenstein agrees to help him create a new monster, this time a woman.
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I've seen this movie countless times over the whole course of my life, and still it continues to astound me. On every viewing, I can peel back another handful of its infinite mysteries; another smattering of truth reveals itself. Bride may be a monster movie and a sly queer allegory and a wellspring of cartoon parody, but it's not just those things. No, it's also a tight bundle of emotions, ideas, and images that plays around in a genre sandbox while mordantly commenting on nearly every aspect of human existence. Birth, death, sex, marriage, loneliness: nothing is absent from this story. Frankly, rewatching it makes me shocked that it ever got made—not only in the 1930s, but ever. Perhaps the…
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Terror extrapolated; a short life constructed out of fear, anguish, unwanted freedom. A Monster wanders through storybook forests, shadowed mansions, and mad laboratories only to discover love is unattainable beyond the confines of what we're given. Love is life, and on par with the course, it is the doctor and his wife that are spared - let loose as the towering house of creation explodes against the artifice of a stormy night. James Whale was a master of his craft: this is 75 minutes long, and by the end, it'll make you feel the coda of an epic, the heart-string tugs of a romance, the thrill of an adventure, the pain of horror. But all of it is 'movie', and it's a great one of those too.
Just as effective now as it was in 1935—think about that... it’s almost a hundred years old and cobbled together so damn well—laced with dark humor, perfect sets, wonderful actors, and fog shrouded atmos by the plenty. Miles above it’s also brilliant predecessor if you ask me.
A genre monument.
Thrumming with an eerie, vibrant electricity, life itself is perverse, unnecessary, excessive, born from needs themselves born from depths unfathomed, from want, from desire, without division or judgement rendered. To be full of these needs inexpressible, damned to endure them alone, is to live wracked with horrors unspoken, in self-hurt or a prideful withdrawal from the ways of the living, viewing them as if from afar, going about their days and their nights, their sleep and their wakefulness, never knowing how it could be thus, out of determined order, yet existing just the same, betwixt life under the reign of the sun and the coolness and permanency of the grave, belonging to neither, longing for both. To eat, to drink,…
when the bride in your movie called the bride of frankenstein has 3 minutes of screen time 😩👌
Count your blessings the child I once was isn't reviewing James Whale's film for it would have had a whole different outcome! Back then when I hadn't a clue as to what made a film great I was distraught over the fact they had blasphemously turned this behemoth of a monster into an all too relatable and loveable character! A giant with a big heart if you will! One that could squeeze a tear from even the most jaded cinephile! I'd have been whining at the screen "that's NOT a monster movie" instead of the more appropriate vernacular "WTF" that I would have used today!
I would have pointed out the big deal that they had made over Frankenstein receiving…
“It’s a perfect night for mystery and horror. The air itself is filled with monsters.”
Bride of Frankenstein has REALLY clicked with me over the past few years... I’ve always loved it and knew it was a better made film compared to its (brilliant) predecessor, but I’ve fallen in love with just how morbid some of the humor is, with Dr. Pretorius whimsically joking about the validity of both life and death, the incredible set design, great camera work, etc. There’s some fucked up morality at play here as well:
“Do you know who Henry Frankenstein is? And who you are?”
“Yes I know. Made me from dead. I love Dead... hate living”
Yeah I can relate to that.
I used…
