I, Adam, not Frankenstein.

Clearly the creators of I, Frankenstein wanted to tell us that they are the same team responsible for the Underworld franchise. That’s as far as it gets though. I, Frankenstein in all its visual glory is a skewered idea that should have been left as an idea.

The movie takes us to the world where the Underworld vampire Bill Nighy leads the Demons as Prince Naberius against Lady Eowyn of Rohan who leads the Gargoyles as Queen Leonore. There are no people in this movie, except for the two scientists who also work for Nighy. In this movie, everyone works for Prince Naberius.
  

Right in the middle is Adam (Aaron Eckhart), the monster created by Victor Frankenstein. He fights off demons that looked like actual rejects from Hell and then gets kidnapped by Gargoyles that looked like rejects in the Hercules series. This is a movie where the Demons and Gargoyles get to fight each other for millenia without any human casualties, save for the poor policeman at the start of the movie, and then the other scientist at the end part of the film.

The plot goes that the demons are hunting Adam to learn the secret of reanimating a corpse in order to build an army of undead. Well, if everybody is already working for Prince Naberius, what’s the point of reanimating thousands of demons right? We don’t know the reason either, but we think that Hell might be becoming all too crowded. Then, cut to the fight scene between the Gargoyles and Demons. The Gargoyles, we are shown, must twirl the weapon of choice at least three times before killing a demon. As the Gargoyles’ numbers have been depleted throughout the years, nobody, not even their Queen, suggested using a fireman’s hose with Holy Water to fend off and kill the demons. It would have saved us an awful lot of time, and all the unnecessary death.  

This is a movie with a misplaced plot, a stretched storyline, and catatonic characters bordering on being insipid. It’s funny because the characters seem to be overthinking their parts, and end up being no fun at all. I mean, you’re into this campy film, you might as well enjoy the part. But no, nobody gets to enjoy anything, and even Eckhart at one point stopped believing in his character.

I, Frankenstein tried to stitch together four or five plots into one movie with no visible aim to take the characters and plot.  If you are in awe of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, prepare to be disappointed and a bit embarrassed. The movie tried to be everything that it is not, and it’s one of those that should have never left the pages of its graphic novel.