Frankenstein Created Woman (1967) Hammer Horror classic directed by Terence Fisher, starring Peter Cushing as the mad doctor and Susan Denberg as his re-animated creation. This variation on the Frankenstein myth questions what might happen if the brain of the resurrected beauty was actually her former lover who had been unjustly guillotined for a murder he did not commit.
When a man creates a woman,
More than a rib, she embodies the man,
His head spiked upon the Lincoln
Bedroom bedpost, giving directions
How to get even with obstructionists
And top-hat aristocratic caucuses.
Her wardrobe reflects his tax bracket
As she poses for peace in a Nehru white jacket,
While those blue and tangerine pantsuits
Give a grandmother’s charm to charity institutes.
She coddles the young by forgiving student loans
And promises bankers more global gemstones.
She’s been put through the ringer, humiliated, demeaned,
Till her smile’s a frozen diamond, polished and gleamed.
She is everything to everyone who has a vote or bankroll.
Her husband thinks he has her mind well under control.
Flung into a maelstrom of public cacophony,
Her elegance is grace to withstand any blasphemy.
When she smiles and whispers softly, “I love you,”
She’s really a man sharpening knives to punish you.
We made her that way, she is ours to amend,
Lady Liberty stands without a torch in her hand.
[Disposable Poem October 23, 2016]
Dr. Mike
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