Angelika Frankenstein Makes Her Match: A Novel

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Angelika has failed to meet her perfect match despite the fact that she is possession of the two things that draw men in like bees to honey. Like her brother, her only thought is her own needs, never seeing the face she instantly "falls in love with" as someone who should be afforded dignity and respect for their humanity.

the entire first chapter is Angelika going into a morgue, making fun of a dead body for being inadequate and then sewing a bigger, better dick on him. However, I was quite disappointed with the romance aspect, and the characters did not endear me to them which left me wanting a lot more.I told myself that after the last Sally Thorne novel, Second First Impressions, that obviously whatever it was that had made me love The Hating Game so much, was a one off.

Sally Thorne is an incredible author that I have enjoyed in the past, but you can't love them all and this happened to be one of the misses. While the Frankenstein’s make clear in the first half of the book they believe in science and fact by the end they are praying and with Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein being highly regarded as a critique of religion this felt like a really weird choice and I didn’t really like it, at all. Angelika reaaaaaaallllllyyyy loves Will and I found her changing a lot of herself once she gets to know him.You could argue that it’s Victorian England, everyone was pretty religious, the Church was a big thing etc but it’s made very clear that the siblings, especially Victor, shun all that and they are modern and believe in science. this time the power imbalance -- wealthy spoiled woman, undead nobody with no memory, heavily reliant on said wealthy woman -- is also layered with consent issues because he literally had no say with a) coming back to life and b) the parts of his body she kept or replaced. Where I think AFMHM, potentially, runs into trouble is that its premise is sort of inherently and inescapably problematic. I had high hopes for this book, though I knew going in that it was a quirky concept that may not hit the mark for me.

She has had plenty of suitors but once they get to know her eccentric personality she drives each and every one of them away. I just couldn't get past that and no amount of quippy, regency dialogue or burning glances exchanged with reanimated corpses was able to help. And she’s so desperate, like she knows nothing about this guy other than she really liked his face – nothing about his past, his history. If feels as if she is being left behind all alone, with no partner to share her privileged life with. I have no idea if this was meant to be sexy or funny or what, but it just came across incredibly strangely to me.When assisting in her brother Victor's ground-breaking experiment to bring a reassembled man back to life, she realizes that having an agreeable gentleman convalescing in the guest suite might be a chance to let a man get to know the real her. But unlike vampires, where the power imbalance is age gap between a hundred+ year old dude and a highschooler (predominantly! Frank-N-Furter, from Rocky Horror, for all its campy musical fun, has, again, resorted to making a man because he doesn’t want to deal with, y’know, tricky little issues like consent. However, I think you do have to let this book just be what it is and not think too hard about the weird bits that don't quite work. She even debated the right sized penis to use on her dream man with her brother which seemed in very bad taste rather than funny.