There have been many silver screen versions of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, but the latest, I, Frankenstein, sees the nuts, bolts and ghoulish green paint of yore cast aside for a rather more attractive ‘monster’, played by the handsome Hollywood star Aaron Eckhart.
Despite Frankenstein being billed as an epic battle of good versus evil, the simplistic plot, one-dimensional writing and next level corny script (entirely lacking in intentional humour) mean you neither root for the good, abhor the evil or cheer on the monster. You simply don’t care.
That’s not to say that Eckhart is bad, he’s not, it’s just that I, Frankenstein is beneath his, and the rest of the cast’s, talents.
Forgive the pun, but this is a monster of a film, thankfully only 92 minutes long.