The Diary of Victor Frankenstein - Roscoe Cooper & Timothy Basil Ering

I bought this one a couple years ago at a going-out-of-business sale, and then put it on my shelf and forgot about it. One evening in between library books I decided to take it down and read it. As the title implies, it purports to be the diary of Victor Frankenstein, discovered by Cooper's great-great-grandfather and bequeathed to him under mysterious circumstances. The pages are filled with Frankenstein's scrawling handwriting and drawings, as well as various enclosures such as newspaper clippings or letters.

I had read only a few pages of it when I discovered that in the back there is an "Addendum" which is basically all the text of the book typed up and much more legible. So I read that instead, flipping through the book to look at the sketches but otherwise ignoring the handwriting, which was quite difficult to read.

It's an attractive-looking book but not particularly wonderful. Obviously it's based on Mary Shelley's novel, and gets into questions of playing God, arrogance, genius gone wrong, and the perennial "Who's the real monster?" question. It makes a fun sort of visual aid to the original, but it's a little weak to stand on its own.

Fed to jonathan's brain | September 21, 2005 | Comments (1)


'The Frankenstien Diaries' tanslated by the Rev Hurbert Venables will set you straight.

Posted by: LittleMiss PI at May 16, 2007 08:06 PM

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