This is a sad sight to behold: the very last screening of ‘Frankenstein’ in Los Angeles. The only thing that’s keeping me from sobbing uncontrollably is the fact that A) I bought my tickets last week and B) the last one I’ll see is Jonny Lee Miller as the Creature. I’ll get to hear his ‘Paradise Lost’, watch the Creature be absolutely and desperately full of fear, which comes across so beautifully during the Dream scene, and don’t get me started on the scene at the end…
It really is unfathomable to me how so many people have dismissed his performance in this play. Nothing, not even Benedict Cumberbatch, is strong enough to eclipse Miller and his absolutely brilliant delivery, to me.
I’m happy this is the last version I’ll see. And I’m actually okay with never having it released on DVD. I like that theatre is meant to be ephemeral. After all, We can only go forward, we can never go back.