In the opening of the book, the description of seeing a huge figure off in the distance, moving rapidly against a barren icy backdrop--really freaked me out. But that was also the scariest point in the book for me. Dr. Frankenstein's monster was an intelligent, gentle creature, who, after being shunned by his creator and society decides to take revenge. He was lonely. He wanted a female partner or some kind of companionship. He read books under trees and ate nuts and berries. I had an image in my head of this beast sipping from a teacup with his pinkie finger extended. He read Goethe's Werther, did suicidal thoughts ever run through his mind?
It's interesting to read how Frankenstein's creature is described in the book, compared to the monster image of "Frankenstein" today. The book made him seem pretty scary, 8 feet tall, made up of mismatched body parts...not at all green or with bolts.
I found this book easy and enjoyable to read, but at times the runaway victor and the pursuits of the monster became a little overblown.
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