Victor Frankenstein (2015) came out almost a decade ago and it’s been on my watch list for almost as long. Tonight, I finally pulled the trigger on watching it after trying to find anything else to watch for this post and failing. I think subconsciously I knew that it was going to be a stinker, but I also didn’t want to write it off entirely because it does star Daniel Radcliffe, James McAvoy, and Jessica Brown Findlay, who are all well worth watching in any film, no matter how bad. Even an unintentionally campy reimagining of Mary Shelley‘s Frankenstein.
This film takes itself far too seriously to be taken seriously, in other words. Is it still worth a watch? Yeah, probably, if you’ve got two hours to spend watching Radcliffe get out-scene chewed by McAvoy. I will give props to the costume designer, Jany Temime (who designed the costumes in several of the Harry Potter films, which are definitely worth mentioning in terms of tight costuming). She did a great job with the menswear in particular.
The women’s (or rather, woman’s) clothing in this film, however … Oof. The only female character is Lorelei, a former trapeze artist-turned-courtesan, who is Igor’s love interest.
Have you seen Victor Frankenstein (2015)? Tell us what you thought in the comments!
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The best Frankenstein is the 1974 mini-series with Leonard Whiting as the Doctor, Michael Sarrazin as the Monster, James Mason as Dr. Polidori, Jane Seymour as Prima, the female Monster, etc., etc. Watch it for free on the Internet Archive — https://archive.org/details/frankenstein-the-true-story
ooooh, I LOVED this movie! I haven’t seen it in forever, but I remember thinking it was great fun!!
You are a person of excellent taste! (I have a soft spot for this film, mostly because it’s something of a Horror-Comedy pretending to be a Hammer Horror: also because I have a very soft spot for Mr Freddie Fox and his burgeoning career as a Sinister Blond in Film & Television).
I do feel that Sarah Lorraine might be a tad disingenuous in (gently) tasking VICTOR FRANKENSTEIN with the sin of anachronism when it was Messers James Whale and Boris Karloff who really got the ball rolling on that score.