Frankenstein’s Monster laments, “I cannot describe to you
the agony that these reflections inflicted upon me; I tried to dispel them, but
sorrow only increased with knowledge. Oh that I had forever remained in my
native wood, nor known nor felt beyond the sensations of hunger, thirst, and
heat” (101)! The story that the Monster paints for Frankenstein is, purposely,
a story of human’s thirst for knowledge and acknowledgement—and the doom that
comes with it. Like Adam, tasting the forbidden fruit is what leads to the fall
of man. But, as Monster points out, at least Adam had a lovely lady to share
misery with. Monster is left in total isolation, and worse loathed by people.
His creator fated his creation’s despondent loneliness by creating, as Monster
describes, “a monster so hideous that even you
turned from me in disgust... my form is a filthy type of yours, more horrid
even from the very resemblance” (111). I found that the saddest part of Monster’s
ill-fate, is the complete self-awareness he has of people’s negative (and
violent) reactions to him. When he speaks to the old, blind man whose family he
had been observing, he describes the prejudice he feared his friends had
against him, even though he was kind and beneficial (114). His crushed hopes in
humanity, lead him further into isolation. This begins his descent into
violence and vengeance, which he enacts after being rejected for a woman by his
creator. In a classic case of “if you can’t join them, beat them,” Monster
spreads his unhappiness, tormenting his creator and killing the woman who
Frankenstein felt a duty to protect. Finally, Monster waits for what he
believes to be the only way to overcome the depression that accompanies the
gain of knowledge—death.
The tragedy, I find, in Frankenstein
is that Monster learned about violence and prejudice, it was not in his nature.
Man drove him to desperation during Monster’s search for some meaning in life.
But because of the rejection of his fearsome exterior, they hardened the softy
that was inside. In his quest for love, which is given to all creatures by
their creators (parent-child, God-humans), he only found hate and rejection.
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