A key strength of Pullman’s script is his treatment of the Creature’s language. Shelley gave her monster the power of fluent, mournful rhetoric; Pullman amplifies this, crafting monologues that are both poetic and devastating. When the Creature demands a companion or curses his creator, the language soars with a Miltonic grandeur, reminding us that he was born innocent and was corrupted only by rejection. This is Pullman’s central argument: the real horror is not the act of creation, but the refusal to love what one has made.