i finally finished Mary Shelley's FRANKENSTEIN. It is amazingly and also sometimes beautifully melodramatic. Like Goth monster Hamlet. The monster is SO ELOQUENT and I cant get over how that was totally erased in every film!
also Victor Frankenstein gets a horrible fever every time he gets bad news. for like months at a time.
also, SO many beautiful descriptions of lakes! made me really want to visit Geneva someday.
if the Creature had had social media, he would have had all of monsterfucker Tumblr to consort with. instead, he turned to Murder. alas
next on my Classic Melodramas I Unaccountably Missed Reading List: The Island of Dr Moreau and Wuthering Heights
its so gothhhhhhhhhhhhh
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well i did not have "guy who taught me Russian A in freshman year of college calling me a slut on twitter for wearing red lipstick" on my bingo card today
the replies to this are in the long term demonstrative of a harrowing erosion of even the barest faith in our democracy, but in the short term kind of nihilistically hilarious
me, reading mary shelley's frankenstein: huh, the melodrama and extreme emotionality remind me of "the sorrows of young werther"
frankenstein's monster, a few chapters in: so i found a suitcase with "the sorrows of young werther" in it and read it and based my personality on it,
amazing that the monster is chilling in his hovel and someone just leaves a valise in the woods with goethe, plutarch and milton in it and its just never explained
frankenstein's monster in movies: *grunts, groans, shuffles*
frankenstein's monster in the book: *eloquent discourse for like a hundred pages straight, heartrendingly articulated emo laments, relays an entire subplot that could be its own novel about some people he stalked*