Frankenstein

When I read Frankenstein for the first time I was rather fascinated by Frankenstein and his monster. It was easy to me to see the comparisons of the two as well as the similarities. Both of these characters could be misunderstood in a sense that for what they do it does or did have ulterior motives that were perceived as “good” to their respective owners. 

With Victor Frankenstein; he finds the secret to the creation of life and designs his monster to be brought to the world of the living. Perhaps in his head he has nothing but good intentions for his creation. But whens he’s faced with the truth of what he’s created he rejects it. Leaving his creation defenseless in a new world, but strangely in the same position as his creator. Starting off with nothing but good intentions the things that should innately be his are either taken or destroyed. Since he is feeling neglected and alone by everyone he takes from the only person he see’s holding the sole responsibility. Starting off with nothing but good intentions the things that should innately be his are either taken or destroyed. 

I really enjoyed this main similarity between these two characters. Yet there was something else that I felt about this situation. It could be just my opinion but I believe the author made this as a metaphor for life. Something along the lines of life being an unattainable resource. I see Frankensteins monster as Victors eternal punishment for trying to mimic the creation of life. From the moment Victor grasps his “achievement” he rejects it. Leading to the life he had created to destroy his own. You cannot create a life from nothing so the resource has to come from somewhere.