Has a screw looseFrankenstein's creature finds himself caught in an all-out, centuries old war between two immortal clans.
Following on from Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland and Snow White and the Huntsman, Hollywood continues the trend of taking a well known tale and pointlessly turning it into something bigger than it needs to be.
Adam is a moody protagonaist, making the gloomy surroundings seem even more dark with his presence, to the point where it's tiresome to merely watch him onscreen. Bless Aaron Eckhart, who tries in the main role, but cannot do much but scowl and fight. Still, he fairs better than Yvonne Strahovski, who's relegated to the damsel archetype.
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| Moody? Check. Shirtless? Check. Context? Little |
The script is poor, suffering from how predictable and generic it is, while the dialogue fails to be anything but dire. The poorly concieved effects drive the action sequences, leaving the viewers more likely to be engaged in the time as opposed to the fights.
I, Frankenstein is a poor attempt at continuing on Mary Shelly's famous story, bogged down by a script and effects which could've used more work. But credit must be given where it's due, writer/director Stuart Beattie did not make the mistake of naming the creature Frankenstein, as opposed to the creator. But when the best compliment you can give a film is how they got a characters name right, it's not a good indicator of the films quality.
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