'"Why should we care?" That's the question that everyone who invested in the movie should have asked before proceeding. I get that it had pedigree - director Stewart Beattie, the writer of Underworld, star Aaron Eckhart - but its such a dull story. It didn't have to be - there is a possible movie in the adventures of Frankenstein's monster after the death of Frankenstein. Sure, you run the risk of it turning into 1954's Long John Silver but there are options there: the search for a mate, the Frankenstein family seeking vengeance, living immortally in a world that considers you an outsider, people wanting to dissect you.
But instead they've come up with some crappy yawn inducing battle between gargoyles and demons over humanity. Why should we care? Why should the monster care? Why should we watch? Humans are barely even seen.
There's some competently staged action but nothing truly memorable. Eckhardt does his best but there are appalling I-am-in-a-Hollywood-blockbuster-and-thus-I-must-act-like-I'm-in-a-high-school-play performances from Miranda Otto, Yvonne Strahovski, Socratis Otto and Jai Courtney - even Bill Nighy isn't very good. It's an embarrassment.
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