Frankenstein, Royal Ballet, Covent Garden, review: an ill-conceived, woebegone beast

Wei Wang as the Creature and Federico Bonelli as Victor in Frankenstein
Wei Wang as the Creature and Federico Bonelli as Victor in the Royal Ballet's 'Frankenstein' Credit: ROH

Remember Wayne Eagling’s 1985 piece for the Royal Ballet, Frankenstein, the Modern Prometheus? Not many people seem to. But, as distant memory serves, it packed more magic, mystery and melancholy into its 40 minutes that Liam Scarlett’s full-evening Frankenstein manages in almost three hours.

The latter came across as a self-indulgent dud on its 2016 premiere. And, despite the titanic efforts of the cast on Tuesday’s opening night of this, its first revival, it still strikes me as an ill-conceived, woebegone beast that the Royal Ballet management would do well to lay permanently to rest, never mind how many millions it must have cost.

As ever with the Royal’s new story ballets these days, there...

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