Watching this horror classic has become a personal Halloween tradition for me. I loved it as a kid when I saw it on TV. I love it more now as an adult who can see it restored and remastered on DVD. I can also appreciate it more. James Whale's Bride of Frankenstein is a witty, sly, spooky look at death. It also has a strong case for same-sex domestic partnership rights in a movie made a good half-century before such rights became a steady part of our national dialogue. Universal's 1931 release, Frankenstein, was a big hit and groundbreaking horror movie that introduced audiences to a new monster. James Whale's film was such a hit that a sequel went into production for him to also direct. Here we have a example of a science-fiction/horror sequel that's as good, if not a bit better, than the original. We'd see another example of this with the 1986 release of Aliens, the sequel to the groundbreaking outer space horror classic, Alien, from 1979. Bride of Frankenstein opens with three friends chatting in a castle on a pitch black night as a thunder and lightning storm rages outside. The friends are writers -- Lord Byron, the poet Percy Shelley and his Mrs. Shelley, author of Frankenstein. Lord Byron recaps that story so moviegoers see a quick montage of scenes from Whale's previous film before they're escorted into the new one. Dear Mary Shelley tells the gentlemen what happened after her first installment. She adds that she meant her story as a moral lesson about "...the punishment that befell a mortal man who dared to emulate God." The man is obsessed scientist, Dr. Frankenstein. We thought he'd died in the first movie. Turns out he only suffered a flesh wound when he was hurled from the top of a mill. He's back -- and still engaged to the genteel Elizabeth. Colin Clive returns as the doctor.