One of the more unnecessary versions of Mary Shelley's man-makes-monster story, pre-dating the Kenneth Branagh fiasco and following a gap created by the decline of the House of Hammer. A bizarre cast has Sting as Baron Frankenstein, bringing Jennifer Beals to life (now that takes some doing!) under the watchful gaze of monster number one Clancy Brown, whose touching scenes with the late David Rappaport effortlessly steal the movie. Michael Seymour's production design is lush and impressive, as is Maurice Jarre's score, but despite the dextrous efforts of editor Michael Ellis, this one is a non-starter. More humour might have helped.

Doctor Frankenstein creates a mate for his monster, a woman called Eva, who promptly rejects the male creature. In turn, the doctor becomes obsessed with Eva, and tries to make her a perfect Victorian woman.