{"id":458032,"date":"2026-03-05T01:15:08","date_gmt":"2026-03-05T01:15:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/458032\/"},"modified":"2026-03-05T01:15:08","modified_gmt":"2026-03-05T01:15:08","slug":"magnetic-monsters-in-a-lumbering-punk-horror-trip","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/458032\/","title":{"rendered":"Magnetic Monsters in a Lumbering Punk Horror Trip"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tIt\u2019s alive! I\u2019m talking about the legend of \u201cFrankenstein.\u201d I thought the reanimated corpse of it came close to slipping off life support in Guillermo del Toro\u2019s \u201cFrankenstein,\u201d a movie that, to me, was all baroque production design and no pulse. It was so top-heavy with lavish retro pomposity that it made me never want to see another \u201cFrankenstein\u201d movie again.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tBut here we are, half a year later, with <a href=\"https:\/\/variety.com\/t\/maggie-gyllenhaal\/\" id=\"auto-tag_maggie-gyllenhaal\" data-tag=\"maggie-gyllenhaal\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Maggie Gyllenhaal<\/a>\u2019s \u201c<a href=\"https:\/\/variety.com\/t\/the-bride-2\/\" id=\"auto-tag_the-bride-2\" data-tag=\"the-bride-2\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">The Bride!<\/a>\u201d Is it a horror movie? Not quite. An awards movie? No way. A potential hit? I doubt it. It\u2019s a scrappy punk feminist tragicomedy of l\u2019amour fou, a renegade take-off on the \u201cFrankenstein\u201d myth. And while the movie doesn\u2019t quite work \u2014 it lumbers along and blows fuses; it has lots of flesh and blood but not enough storytelling spine \u2014 there\u2019s a spark of audacity to it. It\u2019s alive in ways that del Toro\u2019s \u201cFrankenstein\u201d was not. In her second feature, Gyllenhaal, the actor-turned-writer-director (\u201cThe Lost Daughter\u201d), has come not to embalm the \u201cFrankenstein\u201d legend in stately good taste but to reimagine its perversity. \u201cThe Bride!\u201d is a bit of a pastiche (it echoes movies from \u201cJoker: Folie \u00e0 Deux\u201d to \u201cThelma &amp; Louise\u201d), but it\u2019s also a debauched fairy tale with teeth.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tAnd it is most definitely a sick-joke love story. Mary Shelley published her world-shaking novel, \u201cFrankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus,\u201d in 1818, when she was just 20, but the movie, for no good reason, is set in 1936, when Frankenstein\u2019s monster shows up in the neon-lit gangland metropolis of Chicago. He\u2019s been wandering the planet for too many years and looks it. He\u2019s got a crown of grimy staples circling his forehead, a diagonal scar that points to a lump of flesh on his nose, and a body that looks like it was pieced together out of decaying cow hides by a drunken auto mechanic. In other words: He\u2019s someone born to be played by <a href=\"https:\/\/variety.com\/t\/christian-bale\/\" id=\"auto-tag_christian-bale\" data-tag=\"christian-bale\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Christian Bale<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tBale makes him winningly dim but just aware enough to have a conversation, with a sluggish, post-lobotomy voice that sounds like Bale doing his impersonation of how Willem Dafoe would have played the part. The character, known as Frank, arrives at the studio of Dr. Euphonious (Annette Bening), who is friendly in a wisecracking enough way that she doesn\u2019t exactly fit your image of a mad scientist. But that\u2019s what she is. She\u2019s on hand to give Frank what he needs \u2014 a friend and partner, someone to love. And this is where the movie takes off from retro mythology to become its own slovenly mod thing.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tSome think that James Whale\u2019s \u201cThe Bride of Frankenstein\u201d is a greater movie than \u201cFrankenstein\u201d (it was certainly hipper, which was kind of rare in 1935), but Elsa Lanchester\u2019s title character, with her lightning-streaked beehive and scowl of adoration and fear, only came to life in the last 10 minutes. \u201cThe Bride!\u201d devotes its entire two-hour-and-six-minute running time to the relationship between Frank and Ida (<a href=\"https:\/\/variety.com\/t\/jessie-buckley\/\" id=\"auto-tag_jessie-buckley\" data-tag=\"jessie-buckley\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Jessie Buckley<\/a>), who starts off as a 1930s party girl.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tWe meet her when she\u2019s out having drinks, surrounded by a circle of rapacious men, one of whom (Matthew Maher) forces her to eat an oyster that she regurgitates right back at him. That same spirit will live on in her after she dies \u2014\u00a0which she does, shortly, after getting thrown down a flight of stairs. She\u2019s the corpse that Frank and Dr. Euphonious fish out of the ground, bringing her back to life with a variation on the standard electromagnetic gimcrackery.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tBut this is not your mommy\u2019s monster bride. Ida, who can\u2019t remember her own name, is a spaced-out rebel with a mind that keeps changing channels. A kewpie-doll version of the living dead, she has Jean Harlow\u2019s thick curtain of blonde hair, wears a silk orange flapper dress, and has a permanent stain of black chemical blood on the side of her mouth that looks like spilled ink; it matches her black lips and tongue. She\u2019s a walking mannequin of darkness, played by Buckley in a magnetic daze of innocence and anger.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tThis bride is a wise angel and full-tilt loon \u2014 she\u2019s alive, but doesn\u2019t quite know who she is. But then she\u2019ll start declaiming in a haughty British accent, as if she were channeling someone; it\u2019s her creator, Mary Shelley, who Buckley plays as well in the film\u2019s black-and-white framing device, speaking to the audience as an aristocratic hellion. Shelley introduces the story by saying that it was too forbidden for her to publish at the time. But now the tale can be told. Teasing the danger, she says, \u201cHere comes the motherfucking bride!\u201d I was shocked to see that line on a poster for the movie. But that\u2019s just a sign of how yesterday\u2019s edge can become today\u2019s educated marketing. And one clue as to why \u201cThe Bride!\u201d lacks storytelling verve is that Gyllenhaal seems to think that putting a motherfucking bride up onscreen is drama enough.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tAs Ida and Frank get to know each other, they become soulmates of damage, the actors grooving to their stunted monster rhythms. The two have monster sex (which doesn\u2019t look too different from regular sex), and they approach the world with no desire to hurt anyone. But then they run into a pair of predatory goons, who Frank takes care of, smashing in one of their faces with his boot. From that point on, the two are wanted criminals. \u201cThe Bride!\u201d turns into a stitched-skin-and-black-lipstick version of an outlaws-in-love saga. It\u2019s like \u201cJoker 2\u201d starring a grunge version of the Munsters, with dollops of \u201cSid and Nancy\u201d and \u201cNatural Born Killers.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tExcept that the movie doesn\u2019t move. I had no desire for \u201cThe Bride!\u201d to be action horror, but too many of the scenes have a murky, static rhythm that feels semi-improvised (even if they\u2019re not). It\u2019s fun to see Buckley, after the sincerity of \u201cHamnet,\u201d giving a performance of what-the-hell schizoid fury. The line that Ida treats as a mantra comes from Melville\u2019s \u201cBartleby, the Scrivener\u201d: \u201cI would prefer not to.\u201d She\u2019d prefer not to do what she\u2019s told to do to conform to a man\u2019s world. So she becomes a feminist avenger, inspiring a wave of revolution. Women everywhere rise up, signifying their sisterhood with black-ink mouth tattoos.<\/p>\n<p class=\"paragraph larva \/\/ lrv-u-margin-lr-auto  lrv-a-font-body-m   \">\n\tBut the revolution, as presented, is never quite colored in; it\u2019s abstract. And so it feels didactic. Frank, who is always going to the movies, is obsessed with a \u201930 song-and-dance star \u2014 a dapper matinee idol named Robbie Reed (played by the director\u2019s brother, Jake Gyllenhaal), who\u2019s the image of perfection he can\u2019t be. Frank and Ida wind up in a nightclub, where Gyllenhaal stages an old-fashioned razzle-dazzle dance number, incorporating \u201cPuttin\u2019 on the Ritz\u201d (a good joke, since the reference is to \u201cYoung Frankenstein\u201d). The scene has an intoxicating snap. But then \u201cThe Bride!,\u201d for all the appeal of its actors, returns to its fluky, morose aimlessness. It\u2019s alive, but it could have used some more juice.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"It\u2019s alive! 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