frankenstein

Rating: *** (3 out of 5)
Year: 1994

Review: Director Kenneth Branaough brings his Shakespearean flair to Mary Shelley’s classic tale. Everything about this movie is over the top. A simple kite-flying outing is set to the backdrop of some majestic Swiss Alps. The house that is one the main locations of the movie is the epitome of opulence. The acting is hammy and grandiose, and shots that call for blood have extra buckets on the ready. I think that Branough’s stage approach to the movie was one of those rare things that’s theoretically bad but works well in practice. The story is a bit stale and tried, but the gluttonous approach keeps the movie watch-able. A good way to start off the month.

Notable Scene: The monster rip’s Carter’s still beating heart out of her chest and presents it to her husband. When I think about what it would be like to see this happen to a loved one of mine, I can’t imagine a much more disturbing thing to witness.
Gore:          Buckets
Sex/Nudity: Nipples
(no Helena Bonham Carter boobs, but a full five minutes of DeNiro phallus… wtf?)
Scariness:    Screams
Campiness:  Donald Pleasances
Creepiness:  Cellar Doors
Munchy Suggestion: 2 Boxes Kroger brand spiral Mac and Cheese with fake eggs and extra cheese
For More: Information than you require about the flick, look here: Wiki or here: IMDB.
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