Back in the year 2000, I was working in a major record store, and everybody was dancing to Madonna’s Music. Well, almost everybody. I, for one, was shaking my booty to a very different “Musique”. Prec...
And so here we are, the dreaded Frankenstein, or the Modern Prometheus week. For the purpose of this article, I am referring to Mary Shelley’s opus, and to a lesser extent Kenneth Branagh’s Mary Shell...