Frankenstein is the world's longest nightmare. It started on a cold, wet night in 1816, when Mary Shelley first dreamed of a "hideous phantasm," a man patched together from the parts of other men. And for 200 years, that same Creature has continued to lurch and lumber through countless more night-terrors, not to mention books, plays and movies, his bone-chilling step never halting in two centuries. Now that "phantasm" -- and the monster who created him -- mounts the stage in a brilliant theatrical adaptation from AlphaNYC Theater Company. Much more than a monster story, Frankenstein is a passionate romance and a brilliant tragedy about what it means to be (and *not* to be) human.