Frankenstein

to be lost, and to be found, that is the lifespan of love. and in it's brevity, it's tragedy. this has been made eternal haunting tale of what entails being born and forced to live as a monster. ultimately being made in the image of a monster, the creature is forced to keep living albeit hes pained by unexplicable loneliness, this outcome is almost poetic, living in spite, because what else is he supposed to do if not to live? terribly enthralling storytelling filled with details that make the film feel loved and caressed in guillermo del toro's hands. as it is when he uses mia goth to depict both a love interest and a mother to showcase the unmoored feeling that victor carries and passes down to the creature. it is also remarkable jacob elordi's acting, portraying someones first encounter with life is not an easy task, yet elordi is capable of doing so in a beguiling way. limbs moving to their own accord while eyes show all the emotion and inner turmoil. truly a masterpiece, like an old book passed down from a loving grasp onto young hands of someones eyes full of stars