Shelley's novel is so much more than a story about a monster. The whole mood of her novel is electrifying and startling. The sensation is similar to arriving at the very edge of a mountain precipice, gazing down, and feeling the enormity of life rush over you. This sense of vertigo is one of Shelley's gifts. She has the wild writer's mind and she can deliver the chills. One could argue her shocking sense of life was very similar to the later wildly popular french philosopher Jean Paul Sarte, and the theme of his sudden realization of the horror of existence. Shelley's gothic novel written in the age of romance has elements of both styles. But, it's her wild mind that makes this novel eerie,… Read more
A wealthy master manipulator chooses to spend his time and riches playing God games with carefully selected targets. Very unethical, yet very delicious, applied psychological tests are imposed upon the target, which a real psychiatrist would never dare to do, or hope to get away with. As the story progresses, the reader may realize with mounting frustration and probably some real excitement that he or she has become involved as a target of sorts, too. Ripe with symbolism, philosophy and the occult, the master manipulator's motives are every bit as mysterious, sometimes inexplicably cruel and frustrating to understand as many might recognize the unknoweable image of God to be. Secrets open… Read more
I have to admit that I didn't like any of the characters in this movie, but I kept watching, anyway. Anti-heroic, Me-generation characters really mix it up with sex, booze and explitive-filled rants about the rich and the working class. To me, the context of this film was much more interesting than any of its other elements. The surprise sensation of watching this movie is kind of like stumbling across an old photo of one of your conservative uncles, who is now shown holding a biker chic in one arm and giving the finger to 'The Man' with the other.