Film fails to loosen screws

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Unlike the gleefully, rollicking and ridiculous Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter, I, Frankenstein takes its premise far too seriously, even when they are talking about an army of dead bodies being re-animated with demons.

This could have been an enjoyable piece of silly action fluff ” like Vampire Hunter ” had it not mistaken itself for Shakespeare.

After 200 years of roaming around trying to find answers about his existence, Frankenstein’s monster (Aaron Eckhart) is captured by Cathedral haunting gargoyles, led by sympathetic queen Leonore (Miranda Otto), who names him Adam.

Meanwhile, demon Nebarious (Bill Nighy) has a duo of scientists, including Terra (Yvonne Strahovski) trying to crack the secret to re-animating the dead.

Their research would get a major boost from Dr Frankenstein’s long lost notebook, so Nebarious sets out to track it down.

With heavy religious overtones and talk about what makes one human, I, Frankenstein gets carried away thinking that it is a deep and meaningful spin on a CGI-laden action film.

If only it had a sense of humour and fun.

Eckhart broods, Nighy meanaces and Otto stares wide eyed, but none of them brings much to the film.

Director Stuart Beattie has a field day with the special effects, some of which aren’t too bad, but his action sequences lack spark.

None of this is horrible enough to be outrageously funny; instead, it is simply dull.

They could have stitched some jokes together to give us a laugh.