#4 Frankenstein Rough Draft

Good versus Evil

Good versus evil has been the basis for stories since the beginning of mankind. As man's evolution grew and stories became more and more elaborate, the simplicity of evil became more and more difficult to understand. Mary Shelley's novel Frankenstein asks the question are all monsters evil? Good versus evil is no longer black and white, but grey and cloudy. The reader gets to feel and understand the monster's feelings and emotions, something that alters the reader’s initial reaction towards the monster. Personally, I am not a fan of horror films and novels. Ever since I first watched Birds directed by Alfred Hitchcock, I tried to stand clear of horror pieces because I preferred my piece of mind and my sleep. However, Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein is by no means the typical horror novel. It is much more than the story of a monster. Frankenstein is more than a good versus evil, man verse monster novel; it uses emotion to asks questions and get the reader thinking in great depth about humanity, which is why readers such as myself are fascinated by Mary Shelley's work.

One of man's greatest strengths is also one of his greatest weaknesses. Curiosity has led to marvelous vaccines and, at the same time, poisoned the world with nuclear weapons. Science is capable of plaguing the world with modern inventions. The obsession with pushing the boundaries has given man the ability to play god. Victor Frankenstein acts as god when he realizes the key to bringing man back from the cold darkness of death. Victor Frankenstein's obsession with his work is the bane of his existence. Ironically, the one object that he works so hard to create turns out to be the one object that he continuously tries to destroy. The monster, however, learned his cruelty from the world. The monster’s hideous figure caused the public to shun him and avoid him at all costs by throwing rocks and beating him until he fled from their sight. The cruelty of the public is what filled him with range and envy, the monster was taught to be corrupt by man. The monster describes man's cruelty to Victor during the monster’s heroic rescue attempt of a young girl who slipped and fell into a rapid stream. The monster jumped into the stream grabbed the girl and pulled her to shore, but a rustic made the assumption that the creature was trying to harm the girl and so the rustic fired a shot into the monster’s arm, hurting him emotionally and physically. The monster said, "Inflamed by pain, I vowed eternal hatred and vengeance to all mankind." (p. 143) Just as the young learn from their parents, the monster learned cruelty from the man that stood with him. Man is the true monster. 

The creature that rose from the soil cold and dead soon evolved into a living man with feelings, while the scientist, Victor Frankenstein, who was so fond of life that he decided to bring it back to the dead soon found himself without the will to live. The dead soon was given life, while the soul of the living died. Victor says, "I shunned the face of man; all sound of joy or complacency was torture to me; solitude was my only consolation- deep, dark, deathlike solitude." (p. 93) Life is no longer in Victor. It pains him to see his creation breathing and living as if he were stealing Victor's air from him.   

James Barranco #2

Caps For Sale by Esphyr Slobodkina- This was the first book I ever read on my own when I was younger. I was so proud of myself that I could read that I must have read the story to my mom and dad 20 times. It wasn't until I realized how many other books were out there that I finally decided to move on to other books.

And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie- This book scared me to death, but I was unable to put it down. I read it when I was 13 years old, and I admit that I had to read it when it was lightest outside. Reading this book at night was ludicrous; I would get zero hours of sleep and have a restless mind.

The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger- This book absolutely hit me emotionally and intellectually. As a teenager I felt strongly connected to the reality of society.

The Jungle by Upton Sinclair- This was the first journalistic novel I have ever read. It honestly made my ID paper a breeze and even got me thinking about journalism and the power of the pen.

The Life of Pi by Yann Martel- The plot was brilliant as was the connection between Pi and Peter Parker. This is a true story in the sense that it is all imagination and the ability to envision something and put it on paper.

The Life of Pie: Yann Martel

The moment the reader finishes the novel the reader is filled with two ultimately opposing feelings; part of the reader feels completely satisfied and content while the other half of the reader is pained to see that the wonderful novel has finally come to an end. It can be difficult to separate a good book from a excellent book, but this is not the case when dealing with Yann Martel's Life of Pi. The novel clearly stands in the top tier of 21st century books. The emotion captured in the novel was felt deeply in both my heart and mind. A boy's fear rides within the reader himself as if he were in the rescue boat with the bengal tiger himself. The mutual respect between Richard Parker, the bengal tiger, and Pi Patel fascinates me in the sense that an understanding of such a strong magnitude is extremely rare. Even more captivating is that the respect comes from two animals that are completely opposite on the spectrum. Think about it. Pi Patel is a boy full of fear and  Richard Parker is an animal that prides himself on his fearsome attitude in the wild. It was the connection of the two that to me made the novel excellent. One of my favorite passages was at a time when failure and death seemed so close to both Pi and Parker. Neither had eaten anything for several days and both felt weak as if any minute they could drift into death without knowing it. Richard Parker easily could have settled his hunger and attack Pi, but respect prevented Richard Parker from attacking.
"I peered into his eyes. They looked no different from any other day. Perhaps there was a little more discharge in the inner corners, but it was nothing dramatic, certainly not as dramatic as his overall appearance. The ordeal has reduced us to skin and bones. I was staring into his eyes as if I were an eye doctor, while he was looking back vacantly. Only a blind cat would fall to react to such a stare."
Richard Parker was by no means blind, in fact for the first time he was seeing things clearly. He understood that Pi had tried his hardest to keep him alive by catching him fish and providing him with protection. Richard Parker was starring into the eyes of a friend and he came to the conclusion that he could not hurt Pi, even if it meant he would have to die of hunger. This novel made me feel the connection and to me that is simply excellent.