Let Mary Shelley fuck on her mum's grave!! Commits the cardinal sin of the entertainment industry: being boring. Moreover, I absolutely did not believe that the relationship between Wollstonecraft Godwin and Shelley was anything of the importance that it appeared to be in real life. I also was kind of hoping for the tale Frankenstein to have more of an inception than "I saw a frog once then years later got drunk and wrote it on a dare", but I guess that's more on me for having expectations. Acting's fine and the old-timey sets look cool, but that's really all I took away from _Mary Shell...