Hideously transformed children are still mostly forbidden by our aesthetic norms, but Shelley's novel reminds us that monstrosity takes many forms, and the most obvious are not always the most dangerous.
Halloween is almost upon us. Obviously, the meaning of this day evolves as you move through life's stages, but it was only during my grammar school years in the 1970s that I looked forward to it with such anticipation.
Were Ingrid Bergman and Edward G.Robinson offered choice roles in The Planet of The
Apes? Did producer Val Lewton make a grave error in 1943's "The Seventh Victim?" Was stongman Steve Reeves ever cast as Tarzan?
Having grown up enjoying Roger Corman's filmic retelling of Edgar Allen Poe's horror tales, his garish productions were lodged in my brain forever. So when I saw Corman's World, a flood of memories returned.
This year's Oscar producers, Adam Shankman and Bil Mechanic, were so dedicated to the quixotic task of luring in young viewers, that we were given a show full of presenters that appeared to have gone through puberty during the rehearsals.