I’m sure my fellow Frankenfamily fans will have noticed this, but have you noticed the beautiful trichotomy of the births of the three ‘children’ and the dual meanings of them all?
Caliban/John/Creature is the child created and moulded in fear, searing pain and rejection, and is becoming the one whose fate is being changed by affection and tenderness and turning more to the light.
Proteus is the child created in awe and wonder, and his fate was to die a bloody mass upon Victor’s floor, shepherding in grief and terror.
Lily is the child created in sheer beauty and magnificence of wonder, and her fate is probably going to end up messier than Proteus’.
I have too many fucking feelings about this. Each child is becoming the opposite of what their creation heralded. Such is life, is it not?