It’s always a pleasure to see a film remind us of what the medium is good at. Film is visual. Writing is important of course (I’ll get to that in a minute) but movies are there to be SEEN. This movie was breathtaking from beginning to end. I’ve noticed a cheat lately on films where the first half hour is gorgeous and the rest could be made for TV. Spectre was bad for this. Not Victor Frankenstein though – this film was every bit as consistently beautiful as Crimson Peak and The Last Witch Hunter. Though cards on the table, I’m a sucker of Victorian England stuff, so Victor Frankenstein going to get a lot more love from me than perhaps it deserves.