Dr Henry Frankenstein is obsessed with assembling a living being from parts of several exhumed corpses.
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James Whale
Director
Colin Clive
Henry Frankenstein
Mae Clarke
Elizabeth
Boris Karloff
The Monster
John Boles
Victor Moritz
Edward Van Sloan
Doctor Waldman
Frederick Kerr
Baron Frankenstein
Dwight Frye
Fritz
Lionel Belmore
The Burgomaster
Marilyn Harris
Little Maria
Ted Billings
Villager
Mae Bruce
Screaming Maid
Jack Curtis
Villager
Arletta Duncan
Bridesmaid
William Dyer
Gravedigger
Francis Ford
Hans
Soledad Jiménez
Mourner
Carmencita Johnson
Little Girl
Seessel Anne Johnson
Little Girl
John L. Balderston
Writer
Mary Shelley
Writer
Peggy Webling
Writer
Garrett Fort
Writer
Francis Edward Faragoh
Writer
Richard Schayer
Writer
Robert Florey
Writer
John Russell
Writer
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Frankenstein
This is simply the greatest horror movie ever made,, Dracula is a close second and say phantom of the opera,, anyway,, Bela Lugosi, gives his best performance i think of his whole career right here in this movie.. Clive Owen did great as Dr. Frankenstein,, then opening credits are great in here,, the look is so dark,, evil, pitch black.. of course the movie is in black and white,, for it's time,, it's even better,, i think it would be good for today,, i like the plot,, the storyline,, just pretty much everything about the movie,, the scene with the little girl and the flowers,, the classic,, it's alive scene, you really can't go wrong with this movie,, and anybody who don't like this movie,, needs to have their head removed and operated on by Dr. Frankenstein,, the best horror movie of all time,, in my opinion
MORD39 RATING: **** out of **** Dark, cloudy nights. Thunder and lightning. Colin Clive's Frankenstein shouts: "It's Alive!", and Boris Karloff lurches forth in Jack Pierce's greatest monster makeup of all time....What more can be said about this classic? It's one of the first (and greatest) horror movies of all time and required viewing. Karloff's sympathetic monster can evoke fear as well as break our hearts. This film made him a huge star after years of working as an unknown in tons of features. James Whale is a masterful director, though there are less "light moments" in FRANKENSTEIN than some of his later horror films. Interestingly enough, the lack of a music score in this movie actually works in its favor. Tight, brisk, and oozing with the stuff nightmares are made of, this grandaddy of all monster films needs no further selling.
Though not as spectacular as one would expect of such a classic, this loose interpretation of Mary Shelley's oft-told tale delivers. The familiar story focuses on Dr. Victor Frankenstein, the reclusive, stereotypical mad scientist obsessed with creating new life from stitched-together corpses. But something goes terribly wrong when the brain he uses turns out to be that of a criminal. The film starts out slow but redeems itself with time, particularly the windmill climax scene that by 1931 standards is nothing short of stellar. In one of filmdom's all-time great performances, Boris Karloff plays the monster as a sort of tragic figure unable to comprehend right from wrong, and the audience is left feeling more sympathetic than frightened by him.
One of the first and, arguably, the finest of the sound Expressionist classics, FRANKENSTEIN owes as much to its star as to its director: Boris Karloff evokes pathos as the put-upon patchwork pariah, and even Jack Peirce's fantastic, horrifying makeup can't hide the heart that beats within the breast of this undying monster. Colin Clive is likewise great as the driven man whose mad dream becomes a lumbering nightmare. Mention must also be made of Dwight Frye as the childishly cruel Fritz. Horror is, indeed, Universal. Mary Shelley would've been proud.
