Yours portly is kicking off the Halloween season a bit early this year—after all, it’s the first day of autumn! I’m doing so with a classic Universal Pictures monster flick, 1935’s Bride of Frankenstein.
Prior to seeing the flick for the first time a year or two ago, I only really knew about the plot from Young Frankenstein (1974), which spoofs key scenes from Bride and Frankenstein (1931). Shudder had Bride back on its service as of last week, so one night I watched it again, and really enjoyed it.
Bride of Frankenstein moves in a more comedic direction than its bachelor predecessor, with Frankenstein’s Monster smoking (and becoming addicted to) cigarettes and humorous homunculi—like an overly amorous king—offering up some laughs (and padding out the film’s refreshingly swift seventy-five-minute runtime). But it still offers up some classic scares.
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