Gods and Monsters

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The Asheville Film Society will screen Gods and Monsters Tuesday, Oct. 19, at 8 p.m. in the Cinema Lounge of The Carolina Asheville. Hosted by Xpress movie critics Ken Hanke and Justin Souther. Hanke is the artistic director of the Asheville Film Society.
Genre: Speculative Biopic
Director: Bill Condon (Kinsey)
Starring: Ian McKellen, Brendan Fraser, Lynn Redgrave, Lolita Davidovich, David Dukes
Rated: R

By way of a little cross-pollination, the Asheville Film Society is running Bill Condon’s Gods and Monsters (1998) so that it follows the Thursday Horror Picture Show screening of Bride of Frankenstein (1935). The two films are inextricably linked, since Gods and Monsters is not merely a speculative biopic about the last days of the man who made Bride of Frankenstein, James Whale (Ian McKellen), but also includes scenes recreating the making of Bride and in fact takes its title from a line in that film (“To a new world of gods and monsters”). Based on Christopher Bram’s novel Father of Frankenstein, Gods and Monsters tells a tale that fictionally fills in the events that ended in Whale’s suicide in 1957. It may not be history, but what a glorious imagining it is.

Here is what we know. With the shift in power at Universal in 1936, the studio’s biggest director, James Whale, lost his clout, especially after his film The Road Back (1937) tanked. (“New Universal” had—thanks to pressure from the Nazi government—recut and reshot the film, but assumed no responsibility for its failure.) He made a few more pictures, but nothing after Show Boat (1936) was truly a “James Whale film” with everything that implies. In 1941, after trouble on the set of They Dare Not Love at Columbia, Whale retired from filmmaking. (Actress Kay Linaker, who knew Whale and was in the film, told me that Whale was clearly falling apart at the time.) He turned to painting as an artistic outlet. In 1957 he was found dead in his swimming pool under what were considered mysterious circumstances. In the early 1980s, Whale’s lover from 1932 to 1952, producer David Lewis, produced a suicide note, which has been accepted as the answer.

Christopher Bram’s novel and this film of it attempts to explain what might have happened in a totally fictionalized story. The story—involving Whale’s involvement with a working-class garderner named Clayton Boone (Brendan Fraser in a performance that makes you despair over his career)—is really just the means for a framework that allows the book and film to explore Whale’s mind. There was no Clayton Boone. For that matter, there was no housekeeper named Hannah (Oscar-nominated Lynne Redgrave, who was robbed that year by the Academy), but both probably are loose fits for Whale’s last lover and character actress Una O’Connor, who had remained Whale’s friend since The Invisible Man (1933) and Bride of Frankenstein (1935). Certain character traits certainly fit.

It’s somewhat amusing to note that Whale’s friend director Curtis Harrington told me he found the novel “cheeky,” but worked on (as an advisor) and approved of Gods and Monsters, even though the fictional—and completely unsymapthetic—character Edmund Kay (Jack Plotnick) comes across as having been based on Harrington. Perhaps he didn’t recognize himself. Or perhaps the raconteur value (Harrington was a terrific storyteller) and the chance to appear as a guest at a party caused him to ignore it.

The film follows Whale’s relationship with Boone—strictly non-sexual, though Whale is clearly attracted—and in so doing charts his mental disintegration due to a stroke (the stroke is factual). As the film progresses, Whale finds the past—his impoverished working-class background (which he’d lied about for years), his World War I experiences and the guilt of having survived the war, and his Hollywood days—flooding into his brain. The stroke has made it impossible to sort them out and his grasp on reality is slipping. This, the story, postulates led to the suicide.

Gods and Monsters is a remarkable film on many levels. It feels authentic even when you know it isn’t. It’s sympathetic and funny and deeply moving. Sometimes it’s darkly humorous and moving at the same time. It’s clearly a labor of love from everyone concerned—and from well-wishers if it comes to that, since Joel Coen loaned his collection of Whale paintings to decorate the director’s little studio. Though it’s very much writer-director Condon’s film, everybody contributed something. In fact, Brendan Fraser was responsible for one of the film’s most touching moments—having Boone strip for Whale after he learns that Whale has lost the motor skills to draw (in the script, it happened before he knew this). But then Fraser took the project very seriously, even discussing the meaning of his character with the novel’s author, whom he asked if the name Clayton was meant to suggest the clay from which man was formed. For his trouble, what he learned was that Bram merely thought it was a “good redneck name.” Oh, well. Sometimes a cigar is only a cigar, but in this film it’s usually more.

About Ken Hanke
Head film critic for Mountain Xpress from December 2000 until his death in June 2016. Author of books "Ken Russell's Films," "Charlie Chan at the Movies," "A Critical Guide to Horror Film Series," "Tim Burton: An Unauthorized Biography of the Filmmaker."

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6 thoughts on “Gods and Monsters

  1. Ken Hanke

    Not only was Redgrave robbed, so was McKellen.

    Redgrave’s snub seems worse since the award went to Judi Dench for, what, 3 minutes of screen time?

  2. Ken Hanke

    In all fairness, even after the bid for stardom he did The Quiet American. And I’m not sure we’re in the best position to pile on Fraser now that Bill Condon has signed on to make the final (please, Clapton, let that be true!) two Twilight movies.

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