Title – Victor Frankenstein (2015)
Director – Paul McGuigan (Push)
Cast – James McAvoy, Daniel Radcliffe, Jessica Brown Findlay
Plot – Taken in by unhinged yet genius medical practitioner Victor Frankenstein (McAvoy, the newly minted Igor (Radcliffe) begins working with the driven doctor on a project that could see the laws of life and death abolished forever, but to what detriment?
“It’s hard to judge cruelty when you’ve never known kindness”
Review by Eddie on 2/09/2016
It’s hard to say exactly who thought Victor Frankenstein was a good idea, but my suggestion would be that they’re highly unlikely to have offers rolling across their table in the near future as Paul McGuigan’s reimagining of Mary Shelley’s classic tale is on par if ever so slightly more tolerable than its recent near namesake I, Frankenstein, which is to say, Victor Frankenstein is most certainly dead on arrival.
There was never a hope that even the most electrified jolt of movie lightning was ever going to breathe life into this far too serious and downright muddled wannabe blockbuster event with American Ultra writer Max Landis delivering a ham fisted script that re-jigs Victor Frankenstein’s scientific exploits with hunchbacked Igor into a tale of circus freaks, animal parts and terrible romantic subplots and with McGuigan’s direction lacking any of the energy he bought to his previous films Push and Lucky Number Slevin, Victor Frankenstein’s 110 minute runtime feels like a lifetime of mood lighting and damp grungy sets.
There’s effort to shock the movie into becoming entertaining in brief moments of action, like a circus escape and a college lecture gone wrong but with those scenes failing to ignite the film along with a misguided and lacking finale, Victor Frankenstein’ hopes lay as dormant as a long forgotten cadaver.
Another huge problem with this overly glum and lifeless creation is the pairing of James McAvoy as the charmless Victor and Daniel Radcliffe (horribly miscast) as the charisma free circus gimp turned Igor as the two actors struggle to forge any type of on screen chemistry together and had the film somehow managed to get these two characters to gel in a reasonable fashion, there’s a small chance this trashy piece of Hollywood filmmaking gone wrong could’ve become a cult favourite or at the very least a so bad its good oddity.
For the many varied fans of Shelley’s original story, Victor Frankenstein should be avoided at all costs and while there are brief flashes of an entertaining reimaging on show here, McGuigan’s film is as a whole a thoroughly unenjoyable creation that has neither the life within nor the heart to work on any level. A deserved box office dud, Victor Frankenstein is unquestionably not alive.
1 set of lungs out of 5