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Angelika Frankenstein Makes Her Match
by Sally Thorne
This one was a bust for me. A shame, because "eccentric, petulant heiress tries to reanimate a corpse to serve her carnal needs" could have made a fantastically dark, self-aware problematic romance. But no, Sally Thorne had to play it for laughs, so here we are.
What if Angelika Frankenstein – the good doctor's wilful, tempestuous and exuberant sister – was assistant to his scientific endeavours? In a world where women are to be wed and rear children, Angelika is considered an old maid, too strange and unladylike to be courted. Taking matters into her own hands, she seeks to resurrect a handsome, unidentified man from the local morgue and make him her husband. Hijinks ensue! The shoutout to Mary Shelley was a fun easter egg.
The objectification in this novel was...not great. Angelika is no blushing wallflower, customizing her future husband to her specifications, muscular chest, impressive genitalia, and all. She spends much of the novel throwing herself at the now-undead "Will Black". Angelina's advances towards a reluctant Will are incredibly uncomfortable, particularly as he has no memory of his past life or true identity.
Another thing that really threw me off were the overt religious elements that came up towards the end of the book. Angelika suddenly becomes a better person after meeting Will, who teaches her about charity. She has some kind of epiphany in a church and starts praying, which she hasn't done in years. It felt incredibly out of place and really jarring when contrasted with the rest of the novel.
What if Angelika Frankenstein – the good doctor's wilful, tempestuous and exuberant sister – was assistant to his scientific endeavours? In a world where women are to be wed and rear children, Angelika is considered an old maid, too strange and unladylike to be courted. Taking matters into her own hands, she seeks to resurrect a handsome, unidentified man from the local morgue and make him her husband. Hijinks ensue! The shoutout to Mary Shelley was a fun easter egg.
The objectification in this novel was...not great. Angelika is no blushing wallflower, customizing her future husband to her specifications, muscular chest, impressive genitalia, and all. She spends much of the novel throwing herself at the now-undead "Will Black". Angelina's advances towards a reluctant Will are incredibly uncomfortable, particularly as he has no memory of his past life or true identity.
Another thing that really threw me off were the overt religious elements that came up towards the end of the book. Angelika suddenly becomes a better person after meeting Will, who teaches her about charity. She has some kind of epiphany in a church and starts praying, which she hasn't done in years. It felt incredibly out of place and really jarring when contrasted with the rest of the novel.