When Daeron said Aerion was a glad child, this was all I could imagine, still a menace but it was probably cuter when he was little

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Kiera of Tyrosh and Prince Valarr

Kiera of Tyrosh and Prince Daeron

When Daeron said Aerion was a glad child, this was all I could imagine, still a menace but it was probably cuter when he was little

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If Victor Frankenstein is the shitty, abusive parent, of course the Creature has to be the abused and neglected child but by God, did GdT commit.

He did not have to go this hard.

He did not have to film Jacob Elordi like that, curling in on himself, folding all his miles-long limbs up into the fetal position because no one else will hold him. Watching a leaf float away, out of his cold, dark prison, with nothing short of wonder. Gazing at the camera with his big, soulful eyes. Meeting a wild and dangerous creature and gently feeding it a berry.

Being able to speak only one word, the most important one, Victor, because this - his father - is the only thing in the world to him.

And of course Victor, tragically commonly unequipped to handle the responsibility of parenthood, resents him for it. He built the Creature from the ground, exactly as he wanted, carefully chose every bone, every muscle, every neuron in his body. And yet, when he comes to life, when he breathes, and moves, and needs, Victor recoils. All his hard work, the toiling that drove him to near insanity, was only just the beginning. But this, this slow caretaking, this is different: there's no glory in it. Not the excitement of discovery, not the grandiosity of defying God and nature. This work is repetitive, frustrating, exhausting, and Victor very quickly tires of it.

I do not need to explain the metaphor.

This is usually where the story turns around and says, well, it can't be denied that the Creature is horrible to look at. He is violent and dangerous. Victor may have failed but really, can we blame him?

Well. Yes we can.

But I've not seen anyone clock his continued attachment to small diagram toy of a pregnant woman that he kept like a worry stone, or the way he only drank milk like a literal babe.

Always in his mind he was his mother's child, the boy craving his mother's love who did no wrong.

And it wasn't until the sailors forced him to drink something else, something to numb his pain, that he finally broke down and understood what he was.

“I will cause fear” is more transitive than “I will indulge in rage” is what I'm saying. cause whose fear? which does align with how the violence the creature commits is in the name of trying to say something to Victor