MARY: The Birth of Frankenstein

A terrifying re-imagining of the night Mary Shelley became the mother of horror.

 “... I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air.
The waves were dead and the clouds perished.
The world was void.
And men forgot their passions...
And all earth was but one thought – and that was death…”
 – Darkness by Lord Byron

 

1816 – The Villa Diodati, Geneva, Switzerland.

Incessant darkness – nothing else. Then comes the thunder: heavy and foreboding. Then the lightning: bright, white and dangerous.

In its glow, 18-year-old Mary Shelley stands over a bloodied corpse and knows her words are to blame. To claim those words – she knows there is more death to come.

Award-winning playwright Jess Sayer builds on the bones of history to re-imagine the events of the infamous night that birthed Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein.

Co-created and directed by Oliver Driver, who brought you Amadeus, MARY is a bloody phantasmagoria like you’ve never seen before. Kill to get a ticket.