Bride of Frankenstein
Year:
1935
Directed by:
James Whale
Rated:
NR
Country:
United States
Runtime:
1 hr. 15 min.
Production Company:
Universal
Written by:
William Hurlbut
John Balderston
Starring:
Boris Karloff
Colin Clive
Ernest Thesiger
Valerie Hobson
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Another classic from the great James Whale.
With his 1931 film Frankenstein, director James Whale essentially became an instant master of science fiction and horror. After making another sci-fi film, The Invisible Man, two years later (as well as another horror film in-between, The Old Dark House), he returned to film a Frankenstein sequel in 1935. The title, Bride of Frankenstein, sounds like a pure gimmick, but Whale would prove that there was still much to reap from the story of Dr. Frankenstein and his creation. What Whale made with this sequel is yet another masterpiece of macabre science fiction (which some deem better than the first), infused with insight, beauty, evil, and hope.
The film begins with a strange introduction, as we are taken back to the nineteenth century to see Mary Shelley (the author of the original novel, if you're too embarrassed to ask), Percy Shelley, and Lord Byron. We never return to them at the end of the film, and they serve only to recap the first film and offer a little didacticism. Then we go right back to the burning remains of the windmill in which Dr. Henry Frankenstein and his monster met their demises in Frankenstein. They both conveniently turn out to have survived, but Dr. Frankenstein doesn't know that the monster is again on the loose. The same night, a Dr. Pretorius visits Dr. Frankenstein and implores him to join him for further experiments in the science of creating life. At first, Frankenstein will have nothing to do with him. His better sense finally gives way to curiosity, though, when Pretorius tells him that he, too, has created life.
It soon becomes clear that Pretorius is crazier than Frankenstein ever was. Back at his laboratory, he pours drinks for himself and Frankenstein and cheers, "To a new world, of gods and monsters." He then brings out several jars and uncovers them to reveal his creations -- tiny humans dressed up as royalty and clergy (made from cultures, not dead tissue like Frankenstein's monster). There is one, though, which he says is "the very Devil. . . . There's a certain resemblance to me, don't you think? Or do I flatter myself? . . . Sometimes I have wondered whether life wouldn't be much more amusing if we were all devils, and no nonsense about angels and being good." At this point, it is fully Frankenstein's fault for not running away from his new partnership as fast as his feet could carry him. Pretorius' most recent idea is to create a mate for Dr. Frankenstein's abomination. This way, they can create their race of monsters, of which they will be the gods.
In this collaboration begins the first of the film's three important relationships (I will get to the others later). Pretorius implicitly compares himself and Dr. Frankenstein to Adam and Eve! While trying to convince Frankenstein to help him create a mate for the monster, he points out that he and Frankenstein take different approaches to their work and that God likewise created two different sexes for the world and told them to multiply. Working together, their endeavor is somewhat more successful than Frankenstein's was alone, but they are still playing gods, and their scientific success will ultimately be their undoing.
There is at least one scene in the film which resonates as being somehow archetypal. The monster, running from the villagers who are out to kill him, happens upon a little hut in the woods. Inside the hut is an old hermit, who turns out to blind. He happily welcomes the monster into his home, even though its grunts and inarticulate babble make it clear that it is no ordinary being. The man feeds him, shows him how to smoke a cigar, and even teaches him some words. It is at this point that the monster utters something unforgettable: "Alone: bad. . . . Friend: good!" It is as if all of life comes down to this one simple axiom, spoken with full belief and innocence by the most rudimentary cognitive being the world at has. Then, on the heels of this epiphany come the angry villagers. In the ensuing scuffle between them and the monster, the old man's hut is burned to the ground, and the monster runs away, never to see him again. The scene reflects the beauty and tragedy of life. Friendship is the best thing we can ever have, and of course the best way to create friendship is to be blind to others' faults. However, there is always the danger of outside forces destroying even the happiest of households. At such times, all we can do is remember our past friendships and go in search of more.
There is hardly a need to discuss Boris Karloff as the monster, but he gives a monumental performance once again. He even manages to create more sympathy for the monster by smiling playfully and becoming excited about simple things such as food and music. He still has the power to unsettle, though, too. There is one subtly horrifying scene in which the monster begins consuming bread and wine voraciously, as if his baser instincts are beginning to resurface. He is slowly becoming civilized, but his primal violence is always close at hand.
