The Real Monster In Mary Shelley's Frankenstein

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‘Frankenstein’ and the so called ‘Monster’ Mary Shelley’s ‘Frankenstein’ examines human nature. A first time reader may be used to the unfaithful Hollywood adaptions of this timeless masterpiece but can find profound levels of depth and meaning in the art of Shelley’s storytelling. The creature in the story is a creation of Victor Frankenstein who is obsessed by "a fervent longing to penetrate the secrets of nature" (Shelley 21). It is the creatures treatment by society and his creator Frankenstein that leads him to indulge in vengeful and evil behavior. Although this behavior is horrible and not at all sane or acceptable, it does not mean that the creature is an animal or ‘monster.’ Some people, legally and illegally, commit and enjoy…show more content…
Frankenstein is repulsed by the creatures physical appearance and immediately rejects him, leaving the creature, recently created and new to the world, to fend for himself. This creature contemplates and muses like a human being, appealing to his creator Frankenstein, and even asking himself: “Was I, then, a monster, a blot upon the earth, from which all men fled and whom all men disowned (Shelley 85)?” The fact that the creature is commonly perceived as an inhuman ‘monster’ may be due to his evil, murderous actions. The way the story is narrated may influence the reader to believe this as well. The story is not told directly from the creatures own words, but through words of another. Like any other story when one does not experience the events himself it tends to sway towards the story tellers point of view. In this case that would be from the point of view that does consider the creature a non-human ‘monster.’ Does a non-human creature appeal to it’s creator? Appeal for sympathy is uniquely human, to me, and the creature exhibits this thoroughly. I have yet to hear of or see an example of an animal doing so. This ability to feel emotion is exemplified when the creature says: "Believe me, Frankenstein: I was benevolent; my soul glowed with love and humanity; but am I not alone, miserably alone? You, my creator, abhor me; what hope can I gather from your fellow-creatures, who owe me nothing? They spurn and hate me" (Shelley
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