I wanted to start posting something regular about those lads in books that cause some kind of reaction in us. Whether that’s melty, fuzzy warm feeling, or wanting to smash his private place with a rolling pin…
There has been some top notch characterisation over the years, and long may it continue!
First up, in honour of the season, Victor Frankenstein. And his monster too, I guess.
“So much has been done…more, far more, will I achieve; treading in the steps already marked, I will pioneer a new way, explore unknown powers, and unfold to the world the deepest mysteries of creation.”
You gotts give the guy points for his passion and his determination.
For all his faults (and there are a few) the wonderful thing about Shelley’s writing is that really, you can’t hate him, can you? Because put into his shoes…
He had no idea what he would end up creating, and it was not carried out for a malicious cause. Rather, a quest for knowledge. And I can totally get down with that.
…and what follows is a series of mistakes and blunders fuelled by human ignorance and, ironically, a lack of knowledge.
There is something romantic about Victor’s character, I feel, in a classic way. I love the way desire and companionship is questioned because why shouldn’t his creature have someone, something, similar to keep him company?
Oh Victor, you were a silly fool. Intelligent, passionate, but most definitely a fool.
Let’s see how he fares on the Fit-O-Meter (yeah, it sounds archaic, deal with it) It’s like Top Trumps, but once more with feeling-
Brains: 8 (he’s a clever sausage)
Brawn: 4 (I’m not sure how well he’d do in an arm wrestle against me)
Bedded: 4 (It’s the early 1800s… Soo..)
Quotable: 5 (Unfortunately his creation gets the better lines in this book, as a rule)
Style: 7 (The guy created life! That’s some slick style right there. Godly, even)