Death is still something we fear the most. The cause of it changed over the years. Spanish flu might have beaten you a century ago but now you're more likely to die in a plane crash, in a terrorist attack or accidentally choke on processed food at home. At the same time, a decomposing body is something we look at with fascination and disgust. We can see that the body gave up but we delude ourselves that it's not the final journey. We still desire our beloved family members to come back from the grave, especially if they left untimely. Even though we know that the process is irreversible. Or is it? An exciting retelling of Victor Frankenstein classic. Who is the monster, the creature or the maker? And can we really play God?
