When we say the words scientific revolution, what comes to mind? Perhaps it is the clean white lines of lab coats and test tubes, electric vehicles and virtual reality , the eccentrics and tech bros of silicon valley. Needless to say, none of these things are to be found in Mary Shelley’s scientific revolution. Hers is grimmer, grimier, full of long shadows and dark hallways. It is grotesque and macabre, sharp scapulas and operating tables and nary a washed hand. It is dangerous, lethal, even. It is this world we will be exploring today...