Frankenstein

Something I find very interesting in the book is how obsessed Frankenstein is with his creation. He's working so hard on his creation he's just a shell of who he was (Kinda similar to the CA's working on their thesis every night) and there's a moment when he might actually speaking of love. "No father could claim the gratitude of his child so completely as I should deserve theirs" he's certainly very excited of about his the completion of his creation, but he's also patting himself on the back. He's a very self centered scientist already boasting on how he could build a new species. All that joy goes away when he actually brings life to his creature. I appreciate that the scene is actually quite short. We get a lot of build up and then the "spark or life" part of the book is only a few lines. It still hits pretty hard with the reader. He is absolutely disgusted at his creation!

This kinda reminds me of an old saying "You're a father when the baby is born, but you're a mother when you're pregnant." In way Frankenstein's 2 years of work on the project meant absolutely nothing emotionally. Only when he witnessed the creature was finally breathing and blinking (being alive) does Frankenstein finally realize what he did by creating life. And he runs away from this creature, that he earlier called a child. He abandoned his child.

I really do feel pity for the creation. Maybe I cannot judge Frankenstein since he described the creature like a hellish monster and who wouldn't find that shocking? But the creature was a stupid infant. It didn't choose to be frightening, Frankenstein made him that way. He enters the world and no one makes a place for him. I wonder what it would be like if Frankenstein didn't abandon his creation.

While reading the book i wasn't picking up on the gothic references. Maybe i just wasn't looking for them. They were very clear visually though like in Young Frankenstein and Nosferatu.