Frankenstein: We see if its k*k so you dont have to

There has been a LOT of hype around Guillermo del Toro’s movie “Frankenstein!”

So today, we see if its k*k so you don’t have to!

Guillermo del Toro is back at it! and yes! stitching together another cinematic creature feature and zapping it with pure gothic drama. And like Jacques said… it’s not Pinocchio getting the lightning treatment, it’s Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, reborn with more mood lighting, emotional damage, and sculpted cheekbones than ever before.

Oscar Isaac plays Victor Frankenstein.

He’s a genius, a rebel, and the kind of man who looks like he’d start an argument about morality over a candlelit dinner.

Jacob Elordi plays his “monster,” who, shockingly, might just be the hottest corpse ever assembled (according to our significant others)

Forget the bolts and grunts this huge creature broods, smolders, and speaks like he’s auditioning for Downton Abbey After Dark.

Visually, the movie is 100% del Toro, so you know every frame looks like a haunted oil painting.

It’s elegant, dramatic, and so detailed you half-expect someone to start dusting the set between takes. It’s less horror, and according to G…more gothic spa retreat, because while there’s thunder and anguish, everything looks far too beautiful to be scary.

Story-wise, it’s a classic recipe with a few new spices. A tormented genius, lightning happens, emotions happen, and somewhere in the middle a monster develops better communication skills than most men on dating apps.

The creature even narrates his side of the story, because del Toro loves a plot twist almost as much as he loves antique furniture!

Mia Goth shows up as Elizabeth, the woman caught between admiration and mild disgust for Victor’s god complex, while Christoph Waltz twirls his metaphorical moustache as a mysterious benefactor who definitely screams “villain with a deal.”

By the end, we reach the eternal question: Who’s the real monster? Del Toro’s answer is obvious, probably no one. It’s too pretty for moral clarity.

So, Frankenstein (2025) isn’t scary so much as it’s a beautifully tragic bromance (like Jacques and G) wrapped in thunderclouds and slow-motion stares. It’s a monster movie that looks like it moisturizes.

Verdict: NOT K*K!