Watching Frankenstein the other night, and I could not help falling in love with the creature. They did that on purpose, of course. Mary Shelley also wanted you to see the humanity that existed in the monster more than in Victor.
Thinking about this, I have always found something inherently delectable and worthy in the monsters. My favorite Disney movie is Beauty and the Beast. Even as a kid reading the tale, I had a strange and unusual feeling that I couldn’t name.
There is something about a man that is a monster, a predator that attracts me and pulls me in. I want someone with that power to take.
I want them to choose to take me.
