Gods and Monsters, Southwark Playhouse
There is indeed something of Frankenstein's monster about the handsome young gardener, with his flat-top haircut and gym-bulked torso, who has come to mow James Whale's lawn. The retired Hollywood director, now plagued by a series of strokes, is pathologically alert to remembrances of his earlier life, and it's Whale's state of mind, rather than the game-changing films he made in 1930s Hollywood (Frankenstein, Bride …