Review of Bride of Frankenstein (1935) by Dave H — 21 Oct 2013

Often touted as better than the original, I'd probably posit that it's about the equal. The pacing, especially in the final act, after the Bride becomes "alive" is a little rushed. But this film is certainly more surreal than the first (WTF is up with those miniature figures in the jars?) and there's still a lot of delicious pathos and social satire throughout.

..especially in the undeniable highlight of the film, when big Franky invites himself into a blind hermit's secluded house, learns about music and smoking, and makes a friend at last. These ten minutes make the film, really, and are surely Mr.

Karloff's most defining, tragic, beautiful moment.