A nice, unintentional pairing last night: The movie version of Young Frankenstein followed by a couple chapters of Alasdair Gray’s Poor Things, a modern Frankenstein tale set in Scotland. (I have the Dalkey edition and, yes, it’s ugly. But still, a wonderful book that you should read!) The rental of Young Frankenstein was at the behest of Mr. Tingle whose been overworking and in need of a little Mel Brooks. This time the bit we latched onto is Cloris Leachman’s revelation about Dr. Frankenstein senior: “Yes, he was my … boyfriend!”
RELATED:
• Terry’s review of the Broadway adaptation of Young Frankenstein in today’s Wall Street Journal.
• NPR story about the show, which Mel Brooks says came about after the line he was my boyfriend got stuck in his brain. I know how you feel, Mel.