Movie Review: The Bride! (2026)

The Bride! (2026) co-written and directed by Maggie Gyllenhaal based on work by Mary Shelley 

In the 1930s, Frankenstein's Monster (Christian Bale) seeks out Doctor Euphronius (Annette Benning) to make him a bride. He suffers intensely from loneliness, though the doctor thinks his wants are more carnal. He finally convinces her to pursue the project, digging up a Chicago socialite (Jessie Buckley) who has both mob connections and corrupt police connections. She's also being possessed by the disembodied spirit of Mary Shelley (also Jessie Buckley), who wants to craft a new horror story, one that she couldn't write back in the early 1800s. The flipping between identities led to the socialite's death. When she's revived in the lab, she has no memory of who she is. "Frank" and the doctor convince her she is Frank's bride which she has a hard time dealing with. They go off and have lots of sordid adventures across America trying to work out their situation.

The movie starts off with a strong feminist vibe as Shelley asserts herself in the narrative. The possession is an interesting idea that is well performed by Buckley. She switches between accents and mannerisms effortlessly, so viewers know who is talking. But the gimmick contributes more to the theme than to the narrative. Much like Bruce Banner/Hulk character in the Marvel movies, the Shelley/Bride dynamic changes to fit what the story needs, it does not have a coherent through line. Other characters fit the feminist vibe, especially when the Bride inspires a social movement for women that turns out to be very violent with little questionable value. The feminism is very wobbly.

Bale also gives a good performance as Frank, exuding the loneliness of his previous life and his joy in finding a mate. Frank is also obsessed with a movie star (played by Jake Gyllenhaal), giving his character a little more rounding and providing a way for the cops and the criminals to follow the couple's somewhat unintentional crime spree. They go see the star's movies in every town they visit. Frank copies the language of the star and there is a musical number that is an odd blend of 1930s musical and modern styling. That's another moment that is interesting but doesn't fit well into the rest of the story or theme.

The movie is stuffed with these and some other ideas, too many for a proper resolution or exploration of any one, or even a handful of them. The plot meanders a lot and the tone changes from existential wrestling to romantic moments to comedy bits to shocking violence to the musical number. The various bits don't hang together well, making the film less satisfying than it could be.

Barely recommended--I'm not sure that Frankenstein fans would enjoy this, or feminists would be enthusiastic for this, or horror fans would be on board, or mystery/crime drama fans would be satisfied.