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The Many Brides of Frankenstein: The Evolution of an Icon
Bride of Frankenstein celebrates its 85th anniversary this year and remains one of the greatest horror films of all time. It is the gleaming jewel of the Universal crown and gave us the ultimate female monster icon. Over the years, the Bride has become a regular staple of Frankenstein films and there are dozens of iterations. For the sake of relative brevity, I will focus primarily on three films that feature the Bride as its key element: Bride of Frankenstein (1935), Frankenstein Created Woman (1967), and The Bride (1985), while touching on several others along the way.
The Bride first appeared over a hundred years before being embodied by Elsa Lanchester in Mary Shelley’s original novel, at least in concept. After recounting the lengthy story of his miserable life to his creator, the Monster demands, in rather poetic language, that the doctor create a female companion for him, reasoning that it will placate his murderous tendencies. “I am malicious because I am miserable. Am I not shunned and hated by all mankind?” he asks. He promises to retreat to the hills and live a secluded life of peace with her and argues, “my vices are the children of a forced solitude that I abhor; and my virtues will necessarily arise when I live in communion with an equal.” That is the heart of most Bride narratives: the outcast seeking companionship and acceptance from someone who is also by nature an outsider; but the variations on this simple theme are endless.
Though a prototypical version of the character can be found in the robotic female creation of the sinister Rotwang in Fritz Lang’s masterpiece Metropolis (1927), the Bride’s first true appearance is in the 1935 film Bride of Frankenstein, and it has never been surpassed for sheer impact and influence. With a look inspired by ancient Egyptian aesthetics popular at the time, she is one of the most inspired and memorable images ever committed to film and stands among the greatest of make-up innovator Jack Pierce’s creations. Despite her popularity and the box office success of the film, the Bride would never appear in another Universal horror film, even as others were brought back time and again for numerous sequels and matchups. In fact, this most iconic version of the Bride has only ever reappeared in homage and tribute. Her Nefertiti-like hair with its white lightning streaks has been endlessly parodied in everything from Young Frankenstein (1974), The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975), and Bride of Chucky (1998) to moments in The Carol Burnett Show, The Simpsons, Saturday Night Live and the Disney Channel tween sitcom Jessie.
Along with perpetuating the themes of the outsider, Bride of Frankenstein started several trends that would be explored in a myriad of forms in the coming years. Starting with this appearance, the Bride has regularly been equated with her creator: not Dr. Frankenstein, but novelist Mary Shelley. In this film, Elsa Lanchester plays both the female creation at the end of the film and a rather prim and proper version of the author in the prologue. Similar devices would often be used in the future, giving Bride movies a meta-narrative quality rarely found in traditional gothic horror. In this film, the Bride rejects the Monster out of fear. In later versions, there is usually a variation on this sequence that comes down to rejection or acceptance of her intended mate.
From the beginning, Bride films have explored different aspects of sexuality and a subversion of traditional roles. The very title of the film is meant to be ironic and subversive. In the context of the 1935 film as it relates to this title, “Frankenstein” could refer to either creator Henry Frankenstein or his creation. Conversely, “Bride” could refer to Henry’s fiancée Elizabeth (Valerie Hobson), the female creation, or even the partnership with Dr. Pretorius (so memorably played by Ernest Thesiger). Frankenstein stories are so often filled with social and scientific subtexts; when the Bride element is added, these themes are given even deeper dimension. Bride specifically tackles the religious establishment, class, sexual politics, and LGBTQ+ identity in a time when it was strictly taboo to address any of these subjects on film. Bride of Frankenstein was decades ahead of its time and remains as fresh and engaging as ever.
When England’s Hammer Studios began making Frankenstein films in 1957 with Curse of Frankenstein, the focus was primarily on shock with only minimal explorations into themes like scientific responsibility inherent to the Frankenstein story. By the time the studio made their Bride film in 1967, however, they were much more open to exploring deeper issues. Frankenstein Created Woman (continuing the trend of subversive titles) is largely about the British class system. The first part of the film is a love story between outcasts: Hans (Robert Morris), the peasant son of an executed murderer, and Christina (Susan Denberg), the disfigured daughter of a middle-class innkeeper. When Hans is executed for a crime committed by wealthy young miscreants, Christina throws herself off a bridge only to be revived by Baron Frankenstein (Peter Cushing) and his assistant Dr. Hertz (Thorley Walters). Unrecognizable and dazzlingly beautiful due to some reconstructive work by Dr. Hertz, Christina takes revenge upon the men who caused Hans’ death by acting as a siren, a black widow spider luring her prey to her web. By this description, the film sounds something like a cross between Romeo and Juliet and Kill Bill by way of the Frankenstein mythos, but in actuality, Frankenstein Created Woman is one of the most bizarre, fascinating, and innovative of all Hammer films and explores a number of fascinating ideas. It is without a doubt one of the studio’s best.
The Bride would continue to appear in a number of forms into the early 1970’s, particularly in those that at least claimed to remain true to the source novel. The Roger Corman produced Lady Frankenstein (1971), Andy Warhol and Paul Morrissey’s Flesh for Frankenstein (1973), and the television film Frankenstein: The True Story (1973) among others took their own unique spin on the Bride, but few films of the 70’s focused on the female creation. Also during this time and into the 80’s, gothic horror fell out of favor as more domestic horrors and slashers became the norm. Still the Bride showed up from time to time in various forms.
In 1985, she once again received top billing in The Bride (1985), an uneven film that still has some wonderful elements. The film stars Police frontman and bassist Sting as Frankenstein and Jennifer Beals as the titular character, named Eva in the film. The movie begins with a reimagining of the final sequence of the 1935 film, but with a more open-ended outcome. Eva still rejects the Monster (played by Clancy Brown) and the tower and lab are destroyed, but Frankenstein, the Bride, and the Monster all escape. For much of the film, Eva and the Monster, named Viktor by his friend Rinaldo (David Rappaport), are shown receiving parallel education: Eva from Frankenstein in comfort and luxury and Viktor from the cruelty of the world. The Bride touches on several of the same themes from previous movies such as the outsider, class structures, and even a bit of meta-narrative, but it also plays with the idea of who is the real monster and who is truly human. While this film adhered to a more classical setting, other mid-eighties fare like John Hughes’ Weird Science (1985) and Wes Craven’s Deadly Friend (1986) gave us more contemporary Bride variations.
One of the most interesting years for Frankenstein myths is 1990, with four very different and unique twists on the Bride. Roger Corman’s final film as director, Frankenstein Unbound suffers from the constraints of its miniscule budget, but has some captivating ideas, mostly drawn from Science Fiction Grand Master Brian Aldiss’s novel of the same name, taking the meta-fiction ideas touched on in earlier iterations to a level rarely explored, and throwing in a bit of time travel to boot. Frankenhooker from schlockmeister Frank Henenlotter is the definition of exploitation film, but still manages to explore some social commentary for those willing to look for it. Brian Yuzna’s Bride of Re-Animator is the blood soaked and worthy sequel to Stuart Gordon’s original classic from 1985, featuring one of the most interesting and gory twists on the rejection sequence.
Tim Burton’s Edward Scissorhands is not often cited as a Bride film, but certainly shares some of its main ideas. It is a story of an artificial man, very much an outsider, and the woman who becomes an outcast because of her love for him. Like The Bride, it focuses on the ideas of what makes a person a monster and what makes a person truly human. It also introduces a more modern version of the Bride—a living, rather than reanimated, human being that very much fulfills the Bride role from previous iterations of the character. Tim Burton obviously has great affection for the Frankenstein story and the animated films he was involved with, The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993), Corpse Bride (2005), and Frankenweenie (2012) all include unique twists on the Bride.
Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein (1994) from director and star Kenneth Branagh has its own innovative take on the Bride. In this case, she is quite literally the wife of Dr. Frankenstein, Elizabeth, played by Helena Bonham Carter, revived after the Monster (Robert De Niro) kills her on their wedding night. In one of the most tragic versions of the rejection scenario, she not only rejects Frankenstein, who has revived her for himself, but the Monster, and ultimately herself, choosing to self-immolate rather than live the half-life she has been cursed to.
The new millennium has brought a multitude of variations on the Frankenstein legend with the characterization of both Monster and Bride continuing to evolve. Lucky McKee’s May (2002), Stephen Sommers’ Van Helsing (2004), Paul McGuigan’s Victor Frankenstein (2015), Tyler MacIntryre’s Patchwork (2015), and Larry Fessenden’s Depraved (2019) are just a few of the weird, wild, and sometimes wonderful interpretations of the Frankenstein myth of the past twenty years. With the recent resurgence of interest in classic horror, thanks in part to the success of The Invisible Man (2020) and the promise of more reimaginings of Universal monsters from Blumhouse, the future looks good for Frankenstein and the Bride. More than 200 years after she wrote the novel and bid her “hideous progeny go forth and prosper,” Mary Shelley’s creation continues to do just that and be fertile ground for fresh and exciting interpretations in the hands of innovative storytellers.
As Dr. Pretorius in the original Bride of Frankenstein intoned, “a new world of gods and monsters” awaits us. I, for one, cannot wait to see what it holds.
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Steven Spielberg Just Directed the Scariest Scene of His Career in ‘Disclosure Day’
Steven Spielberg has always been conversant in the cinematic language of the horror genre, despite relatively few credits in the genre. His contributions as a writer and producer on things like Poltergeist are legendary, and films like Duel and Jaws certainly wield the horror genre in remarkable, often chilling ways. He may not be a horror filmmaker, but he knows when he needs to scare us, and he has the tools to make that happen.
I didn’t go into Disclosure Day, Spielberg’s alien epic, expecting outright horror, and indeed the film leans much more into thrilling than frightening. This is not a horror film, but for a few minutes in the middle, much to my surprise, it became one.
Spielberg has filmed more than his fair share of scary scenes over the years, but with Disclosure Day, he directed a new contender for the scariest scene of his entire career.
SPOILERS AHEAD for Disclosure Day!

Josh O’Connor in DISCLOSURE DAY, directed by Steven Spielberg.
Among the various alien secrets laced throughout Disclosure Day are a trio of palm-sized rods, the color of pencil graphite. These rods, originating from another planet, can be used for a number of things, but for the purposes of this scene, the most important is “diving,” gripping the rod in one bare hand and using its power to “dive” into the mind of another person.
The person holding the rod in this scene is Noah Scanlon (Colin Firth), head of shadowy cybersecurity firm Wordex, who is hellbent on keeping human knowledge of extraterrestrials secret from the general public. Scanlon’s trying to find whistleblower Daniel Kellner (Josh O’Connor), who’s got all of those alien secrets tucked in a backpack while he’s on the run, and while Daniel’s more experienced mind is protected from diving, his girlfriend Jane’s (Eve Hewson) is not. So, monitored by medical personnel at Wordex headquarters (diving is dangerous), Scanlon pushes his way into Jane’s mind to find the location of Daniel’s safe house.
A telepathic invasion is scary enough on its own, but Spielberg doesn’t stop there. When Scanlon dives into Eve’s mind, he appears to her to be sitting across the kitchen table, like he’s in the room. Her bright blue eyes turn Scanlon’s dark brown, and she loses much of her control over her own body, not to mention her mind. Moments before, Daniel finally shared with her the secrets in his backpack, so Jane is shocked, conflicted, deeply vulnerable when Scanlon slips inside her head. This is not just telepathy. This is possession.
Spielberg underscores this not just through the visual language of the scene, as Jane breaks out in a sweat and struggles to sit upright as Scanlon invades her mind, but through Jane’s background. As she revealed to Daniel earlier in the film, Jane is a former novitiate nun who left her convent when she began to question her calling. She still believes firmly in God and, more importantly, believes that perhaps proof of alien life should be kept secret from the public because, in her eyes, it would upset the entire balance of faith in the world. God is a defining factor for humankind, Jane argues, and showing humanity proof of creatures from the stars would undercut that in dangerous ways.

This context, combined with the crucifix necklace Jane’s holding in her hand at the time of the dive, makes this scene the closest thing Spielberg will ever shoot to something out of The Exorcist. It’s not just a battle of wills, but a battle of faith. As an amoral technocrat worms his way into her memories, her beliefs, her faith, Jane turns the crucifix into a weapon, squeezing it until her hand bleeds when she discovers that a pain response can momentarily push Scanlon out of her head.
Of course, when you put a crucifix and a bloody hand together, it conjures images of stigmata. Screenwriter David Koepp pushes the allusion further by having Scanlon quote Christ on the cross to Jane by way of convincing her that she must be the one to stop Daniel by any means necessary.
It’s easy to see why this is scary, right?
On a very basic level, you have a powerful, wealthy man subduing and assaulting an innocent young woman, which is frightening enough. Then, the layers of the scene kick in. Scanlon doesn’t just assault Jane, but possesses her, seizes her memories, her knowledge, and finally her own free will, all while Jane literally clings to her faith in an effort to fight back. Disclosure Day is, among other things, a story about who has a right to the truth, and Scanlon believes that he should be the arbiter of that truth. Not just the truth as he sees it, but the truth as Jane sees it as well. If they don’t see eye to eye, he’ll make her.
But the possession, as it turns out, cuts both ways. Using the rod to dive is, for a normal human being, an intensely strenuous process. Scanlon admits that previous attempts almost killed him, and for some members of his time, so much as touching the rod results in a near-death experience. Even accessing an unprepared mind like Jane’s takes a lot of Scanlon, and when she kicks him out by squeezing the crucifix – again, so much meaning embedded in the details here – his team holds him back and tries to offer medical intervention. But Scanlon persists, pushing them away, and keeps diving back in.
This means that Jane can’t escape him because he just won’t stop pushing back through her defenses, but it also means that each time Scanlon enters her mind, and thus the safe house, he looks more monstrous. By the end, through a combination of lighting and makeup, Firth barely looks human, conjuring up images of the possessed Father Karras at the end of The Exorcist.

Colin Firth (center, standing) in DISCLOSURE DAY, directed by Steven Spielberg.
On a pure, visceral craft level, all of this is quite frightening, but the real trick to making this scene into Spielberg’s most terrifying lies in the more existential horror surrounding all of this. Disclosure Day is a film about the battle for the truth over extraterrestrials, but it’s also about a fight against an impossibly powerful surveillance state, the devaluing of human and alien lives in favor of some nebulous collection of assets, and the value of the individual in a world that increasingly lumps people into demographic boxes and writes them off.
In this scene, the surveillance state becomes supernatural, a human life is worth less than a piece of information, and an extragovernmental technocrat would rather sacrifice his own humanity than see reason. In 2026, few things could be more terrifying than that. Spielberg knows this and wields it mightily, proving once again that, while he’s not a strictly horror filmmaker, he can direct horror with the best of them.
Disclosure Day is in theaters now.

Eve Hewson (second from left) in DISCLOSURE DAY, directed by Steven Spielberg.





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