I, Frankenstein
By: Addison Wylie I, Frankenstein is almost popcorn entertainment. Almost. It feels as if every time a movie comes out that fits this throwaway action mould, everybody hates it and I’m forgiving towards it. My rule is: as long as there’s camp and you can hold my attention, these corn fests have a chance to squeak by. How about that schlocky movie Season of the Witch? The majority of movie goers wanted to burn the…