I’ve never been a big fan of The Bride Of Frankenstein. Those little people in jars really irritate me and don’t get me started on that Frankie and the blind old dude in the cottage skit. But boy, when we get to the last couple of minutes and Elsa Lanchester turns up it suddenly becomes the greatest horror film in history! Has any actress ever played a stitched together dead chick better?
Hell, no. Apart from Patty Mullen in Frankenhooker of course!