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I've watched this movie 18 times.
18.
I don't think I've watched a movie more than twice in my whole life.
I definitely think that I've got a bit of a Stockholm Syndrome happening here. It's not a good movie. Not in the least. I mean there's a zombie rat in the first twenty minutes. But I've developed a certain attachment to this movie. It is like the kid being bullied on the playground. It needs love too.



The Creature (or Adam or Frankenstein or Frankenstein's monster or whatever of the 80 names they call him) is actually a lot more sympathetic than the movie makes him out to be. After the incoherent plot is sorted out (took me a few viewings but I've got it!) I can focus on how super sad AdamStein is. He just wants a friend and he doesn't get one. The Doctor tried to kill him. The gargoyles try to kill him. The demons try to possess him.
he really isn't so bad. He's a little moody but he seems like a nice enough creature monster thing. He's freaking beautiful, ripped to all get out, and he's got an awesome hoodie and fingerless gloves. Plus he's quippy and charming as far as hell lab monsters go. He just wants a buddy. Is that so wrong?
It's not a great movie but it's not AdamStein's fault or Demon Prince Bill's fault either. They act their little hearts out. The movie is just simultaneously boring and complicated. The plot is really rather cobbled together so scenes don't make a lot of sense within themselves and really don't flow so well. It is missing a lot of backstory and the exposition is fantasy gibberish half the time.
But I'm starting to find it comforting. Hearing the balding demon man talk about wounding the creature or the hilarious demon chants that Prince Bill screams just warm my heart. It provides a weird level of consistency to my days. Oh Frankenstein. You can protect my city anytime.
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