Wednesday, June 25, 2014

I, Frankenstein Review

I, Frankenstein in Spanish is Yo, Frankenstein. I spent the entirety of this film trying to come up with a television series idea based on this title.

Frankenstein is living a respectable life, but he has one major regret, one experience that eluded him and he wants to go back and give it one more shot: college. He applies for enrollment at the local University under the name Frank N. Stein and is accepted.

It is a brilliant idea, the rest of the show practically writes itself. You have Frankenstein dealing with the trials and tribulations of freshman year, a heavier workload than expected, trying to make new friends, attempting to pledge a fraternity, all while hiding his true identity. At some point later in the first season we introduce a love interest, something to build off of for sophomore year/season two. She can question why even on the warmest days Frank chooses to wear a turtleneck, which as we know is to cover up those bolts sticking out of his neck. Hilarity ensues.

Of course, it wouldn't solely be a comedy, but also a poignant message regarding the courage it takes to accomplish your dreams against all odds as well as the notion that you should always embrace who you are and love yourself no matter what (this would be addressed in the episode in which Frank's friends discover his secret but still appreciate him for who he is).

The show would run for exactly four years, no longer, regardless of the fact that it would likely be a massive ratings hit. This is the story of Frankenstein earning his degree and also finding his self worth along the way, nothing more.

The most heartbreaking episode of the series would be when he is forced to tell his special lady friend that their love could never be. She will ask why, and he responds "I can't love you until I know how to love me.". Near the end of the series they will reunite of course, and while we may technically never know the end of their story after they graduate, wearing their caps and gowns while driving off into the sunset, the audience can safely assume that their love was everlasting and true. Only a monster would have doubts about something so beautiful.

Oh shit, a review for this movie? It's terrible.


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