By Julie Denice Griffin
~ Life is short, but death is long ~ La Fa La La La La La
More wickedly fun than grave robbing on Christmas night and while other less enlightened souls choose to sing a few boring and senseless songs about candy canes, Mr. Talbot weighs out whether life is even worth living, even worth going on with. You poor thing, you only imagine yourself to be a killer wolf, here let us help you. And with a wind as deceptive as the writing of Capote whose undertones revealed perhaps a secret hatred for women, despite his choice his gayness not at issue. But to had painted women with the bad light he did, one wonders just as everyone around the wolf man here should of about what was really going on during the underlying.
"Inspector, that man is my patient. Not your prisoner. I'll decide whether he can be questioned again." "Very well, it is in your hands." He struggles with the problem of increasing facial hair. In addition, a whole entire body coverage of the stuff, and while group therapy provided no answer again about that and the problem as to why the police refuse to arrest him for a murder he confessed. Mr. Talbot assures the strange blue creatures that he most definitely will kill again."I cannot kill again. Please arrest me." Please, please, please Mr. Talbot you must eat, sleep and lie down and get some rest for tonight. The confused man knows however that at night the moon will rise full and he will kill again. It is as if everyone and the police want him to do this thing.
At the vortex of the classic black and white horror film though, the troubled werewolf eyes a cresting full moon and begs just as he fears he will never die, not to live anymore. I don't want to live eternally. I don't want to live eternally, he curses the people around him. Move away from me all of you, decrees Mr. Talbot. One hilliarious scene occurs where Frankenstein who seems to gather wood to make a small fire makes you wonder why a man of the living dead needs warmth. And then, the wolf man who attempts to make a temporary home of a snow cascade cave even admits at one point to the Baroness Frankenstein who comes to visit him that he must let down his guard and that even though he is a man, he must somehow find a way to trust somebody sometime, and that for the scenario it may as well be her. She after all knows the secret of her father, that matter loves energy. And she alone owns his diary. The Secret of Life and Death. At the same time, Mr. Talbot wants to know. "I am a human being. What can we do to end my life?" The cry of the wolf man awakens the cry of the original and usually foiled attempt of Dr. Frankenstein to create any kind of life himself that speaks of success throughout any Frankenstein film ever made ever. And to recant the creation only seems to lead the wolf man to beg for suicide.
More important and even more surprisingly beautiful than the several jeweled and knit suit worn by the baroness is that Mary Shelley came up with the original and very dark and grave creation of the Frankenstein story on a dark and stormy night while a group of last century writers stormed in by the weather challenged each other to a duel of story telling. However, medical science never recognized the scientific experiments and creation of Dr. Frankenstein. This did not mean though that his experiments with making the living dead breathe a complete failure.Baroness Frankenstein had to experience a second bout of the prowess of the creation tested once the son of Dr. Frankenstein appeared on the scene. He felt that to destroy or not to bring back to life the creation of his father a travesty, an experiment which unfortunately ends with more disaster. Stars Ilona Massey, Patric Knowles, the classic horror movie star of all times Bela Lugosi, Lionel Atwill, and Maria Ouspenskaya and Lon Chaney. A classic series of the original black and white films also spawned from the original Frankenstein story, and this one which used a small scale model to depict each landscape such as the disaster of the dynamite exploding dam at the end of the film, while the flood which overtook the Dr. Frankenstein castle and likely wiped out the lovely Bavarian valley town, below, this one thing seemed to ring more certain than Christmas bells ringing.