“All my movies, from Cronos to Pinocchio, are a version of Frankenstein of some sort,” Mexican filmmaker Guillermo del Toro told a sold-out crowd at the Tomorrow Theater.

Rather than try to remember how Blade II (2002) fits into that statement, I was willing to take del Toro’s word for it. (An ancient vampire denies “proper” vampire science to breed a new species of super-bloodsucker? I think that’s what happens.)

Safe to say the crowd was willing to accept whatever del Toro spoke as scripture, too. When describing how obsessed he was as a kid with Mary Shelley and the Romantics, an artistic movement from the early 19th century, he concluded, “I discovered I was a 14-year-old girl in Victorian times.”

The audience laughed before he’d even finished his sentence. Getting the reaction he l

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