Frankenstein, or the Modern Prometheus:
The 1818 Text
A Fantastic Story.
Fantastic, filled with both vivid emotions and exciting action, Mary Shelley's story of the haunted Victor Frankenstein, and his creation who does the haunting, still stirs the soul. Just as Goethe's Faust sought the secrets of arcane knowledge, Victor Frankenstein engages in the secrets of both licit and illicit science to bring a being to life. Once this is accomplished he immediately rues his action and spends the rest of the novel trying through a variety of means to atone for his mistake.
The novel is a classic tale of the uncanny which, according to the novelist and critic David Lodge, invariably use "I" narrators, imitating documentary forms of discourse like confessions, letters and depositions to make events more credible. Beginning with letters from Robert Walton, whose own search for the source of the magnetic north pole mirrors Victor Frankenstein's quest, the first book of the novel relates Victor Frankenstein's narrative of his youth and education. It surely was more than coincidental that Victor attended University at Ingolstad which was heralded as the original site of the Faust legends that Goethe adapted for his immensely influential drama.
'Monster' or 'Creature'?
The center of the novel continues Victor's story and that of his creation, the monster. At least that is what he calls his creation. While it is monstrous in the sense that it is larger than normal human size it is a creature made of human parts and, we find after some intervening events in Victor's life that the creature has some very human traits like the need for companionship -- one that is not met by his creator. Victor's emotions seem to swing from the the heights of elation to the depths of despair coloring his actions and clouding his reason. I found the monster's narration to be the most persuasive of the two. He pleads with Victor, " Remember, that I am thy creature: I ought to be thy Adam; but I am rather the fallen angel, whom thou drivest from joy for no misdeed."(p 66) Victor is unable to satisfy him and the monster who searches for acceptance throughout attempts to exert power over his creator as he tells him, "You are my creator, but I am your master; -obey!"(p 116) His words and actions only serve to speed the descent of Victor.
I saw the monster as a classic example of "the other", a precursor to modern images much as those found in Kafka. The action builds effectively through the third book of the novel building suspense and leading to an ending that involves a triangle of relationships between Victor, the creature, and Robert Walton whose narrative in letters bookends the tale. The power of the book, however, remains in the questions it raises; questions that we are dealing with to this day.
The Narrative:
A man is found while near death by Robert Walton. Walton, an explorer, was on a trip to the Arctic where his ship is stuck and surrounded by ice. As they looked out on the enormous ice field, Walton and his crew saw a gigantic man being pulled by a dogsled. The following day they discovered another, smaller man, desperately ill, adrift on a sheet of ice. Walton writes that he brought the man onto his ship, allowed him to rest, and attempted to nurse him back to health. That man was Victor Frankenstein who goes on to relate the story of how he came to be in this place.
While at university, Victor became obsessed with the idea of bringing the dead back to life. He built the Creature out of body parts scavenged from charnel houses and graves. Victor succeeded in bringing the Creature to life, but upon seeing the hideous Creature Victor ran from the lab, abandoning his creation. Alone and abandoned, the Creature spent two years hiding in the forest, aware of his ugliness. He learned to read in this time, and eventually he came to understand that Victor was the cause of his misery. The narrative thus continues with the struggle of the Creature to find his creator and to end his misery. The catalyst for the denouement of the story is Victor's realization of the mistake he made with his original creation. Is this realization enough to save him and others? I will leave it to other readers to answer that question for themselves.
8 comments:
seen the movie(s)but never read the book... it sounds quite different than i remember it; and rather provocative in it's polar aspects... i'll look around for a copy; tx for the interesting post...
Fantastic commentary on this book James. I also highly esteem this work.
You raise a good point about the creature being cast as "The Other". As I recall the reader gets the sense that he realizes this himself. This seems to be the root of his rage. Kafka is a good comparison.
Mudpuddle,
The book is so much better than any of the filmed versions. Actually "The Bride of Frankenstein" is the best film version that I've ever seen. The book challenges you to think about what it means to create life and how that life, "The Creature", deals with the emotions of loneliness and desire.
Brian,
Thanks for your comment. This book challenges the reader on many levels and foreshadows modern literary tropes.
I was very impressed by this book - much more than by Dracula which I thought was pretty bad. Mary Shelly had skills far beyond her years but if you consider her parents and the circles they moved in it's not too surprising that she could produce something this fine at such a young age. I'm planning to read her other famous book - The Last Man - next year.
CyberKitten,
Thanks for your observation. Mary surely hung out with a group of geniuses.
I picked up a book recently which I must really shoehorn into my reading schedule that you might find interesting. Obviously I haven't read it yet but the reviews are positive:
Romantic Outlaws - The Extraordinary Lives of Mary Wollstonecraft and Mary Shelley by Charlotte Gordon. [2015]
It's a very healthy 550 pages long so I might have to wait until the Christmas/New Year break to think about tackling it!
CyberKitten,
Thanks for the recommendation - that sounds like it would be a great read!
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