On Saturday i watched the new Frankenstein movie from Guillermo Del Toro with some friends. I shed some tears. I went to bed, woke up during the middle of the night and started absolutely baling my eyes out. I cant stop thinking about the movie.
I cannot put into words what this movie has done to me. It instantly became one of my favorite movies.
I do have some thought and i wasnt sure where to put then so thats why im writing here
I relate so much with the creature, my mother didnt raise me but had atempted several times. I wont go into detail what my mom has and hasnt done tho. I mainly wanna talk about a scene at the end. Viktor Frankenstein laying on his death bed. Listening to the creature explain his pov. Frankenstein acknowledges and apologizes for what he has done. And the creature forgives him. My friends where quick to voice their opinion about not understanding why the creature would do that and not doing the same if they where him. But I get him. I feel such an anger toward my mom, ive been no-contact with her for some years now. Shes made me feel like im terrible and barely a human being. But yet (and i hate this) i know if she came to me, truly listened to me and earnestly apologized... i would forgive her. Shes a god-awful mother, i know she wont change, shes been like this since i was born. Yet theres that little girl still inside of me wanting to be comforted by my mother, wanting to spend time, talk and experience life with her. I so deeply wish she could be a part of my life. And i hate it so much, bc she does not deserve that. And thats why i understand the creature.
I have so much more in my brain, but i feel the eep hitting
Nothing coherent comes out anymore except AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA