

Yes, it's true. I am obsessed with a certain green skinned, flat headed, bolt necked monster named Frankenstein. I don't know why. I just am. And this is my tribute to him.



Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus is a novel written by the British author Mary Shelley. Shelley wrote the novel when she was 19-20 years old. The first edition was published anonymously in London in 1818. Shelley's name appears on the revised third edition, published in 1831. The title of the novel refers to a scientist, Victor Frankenstein, who learns how to create life and creates a being in the likeness of man, but larger than average and more powerful. In modern popular culture, people have tended to refer to the Creature as "Frankenstein" (especially in films since 1931), despite this being the name of the scientist. Frankenstein is a novel infused with some elements of the Gothic novel and the Romantic movement. It was also a warning against the "over-reaching" of modern man and the Industrial Revolution, alluded to in the novel's subtitle, The Modern Prometheus. The story has had an influence across literature and popular culture and spawned a complete genre of horror stories and films. It is arguably considered the first fully realized science fiction novel. The novel raises many issues that can be linked to today's society.



The Monster has grown into a symbol for science run amok, black-and-white monster movies, and lumbering brutes with their hands stretched out, among other things, and is now one of the most famous movie characters in history, perhaps the most famous and visually memorable of the Universal Monsters. The Monster's face has become very well known, especially for the electrodes sticking out of his neck, and the square-shaped head. He has starred in numerous films, book spin-offs, games, and has appeared on shirts and lunchboxes.


As depicted by Shelley, the creature is a sensitive, emotional creature whose only aim is to share his life with another sentient being like himself. The novel portrays him as innately intelligent and literate, having read Paradise Lost, Plutarch's Lives and The Sorrows of Young Werther. He is driven by despair and loneliness to acts of cruelty and murder.


In the 1931 film adaptation, the creature is depicted as mute and bestial. In
the subsequent sequel, Bride of Frankenstein, the creature learns to speak and
discover his feelings, though his intelligence and capacity of speech remains
limited. These two movies have set standards for most other film portrayals.

"...Hey Frankenstein, what's on your mind..." - Dead In Hollywood (Murderdolls)

"...Feed my Frankenstein, , meet my libido, He's a psycho, Feed my Frankenstein, Hungry for love, And its feeding time..." - Feed My Frankenstein (Alice Copper)

"...I've gotta ask you one question, Do you think that you could make it with Frankenstein?..." - Frankenstein (The New York Dolls)

"...I'm a teenage Frankenstein, The local freak with the twisted mind, I'm a teenage Frankenstein, These ain't my arms, And these legs ain't mine..." - Teenage Frankenstein (Alice Copper)

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