Review – Frankenstein (2004)

Y’know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen Parker Posey in anything that wasn’t a screwball comedy, art flick or screwball art flick. In this USA Network / Lion’s Gate production she plays a homicide detective on the trail of an organ-harvesting serial killer. The whole thing reeks of two highly non-Frankenstein elements. First, a lot of it has a vampire-esque obsession with eternal life and eternal beauty. The Monster in particular looks like a goth reheat of a Christ from a Vermeer (or at least a Van Meegeren). A couple of minor facial scars don’t exactly turn him into a reanimated corpse. And his equally ageless creator looks like he’d be much more at home in a vampire movie than in this hybrid plot. Second, the twists of the story – especially toward the end – strongly suggest that what we’re looking at is a pilot for a possible USA series. Thank goodness there isn’t enough lightning in the world to revive something this moribund. See if desperate