You were the chosen one! Bring balance to the force, not leave it in darkness! Fucking Revenge of Frankenstein! More like Rankenstein because this movie fucking stinks!
|We're important men. Just look at|
how tall our hats are!
This started out okay but when there were a set of eyeballs on a stick that moved as an autonomous unit I was starting to question the quality of this film. Don't get me wrong, there was some serious money thrown into the set designs and this was in color as opposed to most of the other Hammer films we covered this week, but in the end it was all for naught. Not even Peter Cushing could keep me awake as this film descended from entertainment to a background lullaby as I began to doze on the couch.
We did get another actual Frankenstein Monster, but it came too late for me to care about anything. Also, there's a fight in the lab early on which leads to tons of beakers full of shit breaking and I guess we have to assume they were all experiments on colored water as nothing bad happened. No fires, no poison gas, just looks like someone pissed on the floor.
I give The Revenge of Frankenstein 1 Grand Moff Tarkin out of 5 only because of Peter Cushing: