Alive It Is
I first saw Frankenstein, the 1931 classic starring Boris Karloff, Colin Clive, and Edward van Sloan, on a black-and-white tube television in Central America. It was Halloween night, and I had settled in with popcorn and treats. Delivered, I was, from the hot and sticky boredom of my life for a little over an hour, as the opening credits gave me a primitive cinematic experience that first hypnotized with a swirling circle of mysterious eyes. Superimposed over this was a featureless face. And the music was ominous, orchestral, and beautiful, pouring forth from the tiny speaker.