Universal and NBC joined forces in 1973 to make “the most faithful adaption of Mary Shelley’s famous novel”, but calling it Frankenstein: The True Story (1973) was a bit misleading: this bears little resemblance to the book.
Compared to previous incarnations, the film feels a ‘true-er’. Gone is the shambling, loveableKarloff’s grunts. But then the teeth go, the warts start, and we’re back in monster land.
