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...other chiefs are not raging enthusiasts for many features of the treaty." Among other things, they are distressed that the pact: 1) does not classify the U.S.S.R.'s new Backfire supersonic bomber as a strategic weapon; 2) fails to require the Soviets to dismantle any of their 308 monster SS-18 rockets; 3) imposes only relatively modest restraints on the overall size of the superpower arsenals...
...imaginary monsters that have lurched forth in the past two centuries, none has frightened more people more often than the one sparked into life by the idealistic scientist Victor Frankenstein. Dracula retains his bite, to be sure, and has flapped into current vogue on stage and screen. But the overtones of the thirsty count's exploits are chiefly sexual, leading to titillation rather than thought. That is not true of Frankenstein's man-made man-monster. He troubles the mind because he is a projection of the mind, a soaring ambition shockingly embodied in flesh. Mary Shelley...
Such speculation may seem lugubrious to those who know the monster only through Boris Karloff 's film impersonations or through such burlesques as the TV sitcom The Munsters and Mel Brooks' Young Frankenstein. As this collection of twelve essays suggests, though, Mary Shelley's novel is a surprisingly open-ended source of disturbing, even terrifying implications. Its awkwardness and philo sophical uncertainties mark Frankenstein as the first and most powerful modern myth, not a pure Jungian river flowing through the collective unconscious but a polluted industrial spillway...
Karloff's monster is stiff-jointed and barely verbal; Mary Shelley's monster is quick on his feet and can speak like a Romantic poet on an off night: "I will glut the maw of death until it be satiated with the blood of your remaining friends." Similarly, most popular dramatizations of the novel have singled out the Faustian side of Frankenstein's quest: the monster is his punishment for seeking too much power...
...hadn't even reached the box office yet. I began wondering if my Yankee loyalty was authentic or if it was merely a circumstance of being raised in upstate New York. Could it be that I never had been exposed to the "thrill" of Fenway? The Green Monster, Fenway Franks, bleacher anarchy, unrestrained fans, and nearly as much tradition as in The Big Apple? For a while I was scared. But when I finally entered the Park and gazed over the infield, I realized that I was intimidated by all these people who were--unanimously--more partial...