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| She can no longer remain in secret regarding the Baron's secret work. |
I am really at the point where I have very little left to say about Curse of Frankenstein (1957). I have written quite a bit about it in the past because I think the world of it, but it is indeed an October favorite. Much like Dracula (1931), I typically watch this mid month, but the timing just felt right tonight and it was easy because I could watch it without the concern of providing any type of long-winded write-up analyses. Cushing is the ideal Frankenstein, though. Hammer gave him the chance to stay in this role for quite some time. While Clive, his torment, and that chin gave the distinctive iconographic Frankenstein features long remembered, Cushing added the necessary character details that further embellished the dark, sinister side. With Cushing behind the character, there was no “I just got carried away, but I’m actually a good guy” personality in the Baron. Clive was that personality. He was obsessed with creating life but not some murderer willing to unashamedly take the life of others in order to so. And while others were able to appeal to Clive’s Frankenstein to cease and desist, Cushing’s Baron wasn’t about to. Cushing just didn’t care. No matter what Paul Krempe had to say, Cushing’s Frankenstein forwarded ahead without pause.
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