Over at A Chair, a Fireplace, and a Tea Cozy, Liz shares her reactions reading on Frankenstein. I just read this classic novel last November and shared a lot of Liz’s thoughts. (Just not as funny.) It’s a fascinating book, and a great example of Romantic literature, but totally hilarious in parts as well. (Victor, could you pass out once or twice and also never tell anyone anything helpful?)
Make sure to check out Liz’s post, even if you haven’t read the book before. One part I loved:
“The dissecting room and the slaughter-house furnished many of my materials.”
Ew, ew, ew. And also, at this point I’m going to assume that the unshared details include what Victor did so that his rooms (and himself) didn’t smell like rotten corpses. Otherwise, the neighbors hated him! And you thought the people next door smoking was bad!
Now I’m wondering what my neighbors are up to. Looking forward to seeing what else she has to say about Frankenstein!
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Jane Eyre is the one that gets me. I can remember teaching it to a class of fourteen year olds while I was having difficulty covering my sniggers at phrases like, “Rochester ejaculated”. They were all wide eyed innocence. Made me feel very immature.
Were these children of the corn? How could they not giggle over “ejaculated?!” Heck, I giggle when I see a plaque on a building that says “Erected in 1934.”
Thanks for the post! I had a lot of fun reading it and jotting down notes for each chapter. Poor Victor: his coping mechanism for bad things seems to be “go to sleep and get sick.”
Granted, I think I’ve done that once or twice before too. Maybe Victor isn’t so off. 😉