Frankenstein or The Modern Prometheus

Reading this in the context of also slogging my way slowly through Joyce’s Ulysses, I can’t help but notice similarities. Both texts are a landmine of Shakespeare, Milton, Dante references. Both create a character paying homage to Greek mythology. Prometheus is the wily hero who stole fire from Zeus and gave it to humans, then was punished by having his liver eaten by an eagle while the liver grew back every day and the eagle once again set upon it. Similarly, the daemon that Frankenstein creates inflicts constant pain on his creator.
Sea captain Walton kicks off the story, with letters to his sister detailing his voyage into the north seas, bemoaning the lack of an intelligent companion. Suddenly, Frankenstein falls into his lap, his dogsled trapped on a floating ice pack, rescued into the boat. Walton encourages Frankenstein to tell the story of how he came to be in this situation, and Walton captures this tale for us. Bookending this tale, Walton appears at the end of the book to relay that Frankenstein’s health faltered, he dies, the daemon appears on the ship to announce his reign of terror over. Walton’s men demand that the ship turn south towards safety, and so he heads back to London.
The story of Frankenstein is one most are familiar with- he creates life out of inanimate body parts, infusing them with breath by torturing animals and sending that energy into the lifeless human. Obsessed with this creation, he is horrified by it when it comes alive, and runs away. The creature then hides itself in a shelter where it spies on a family for a year, learning language and manners and how to read. When he attempts to reach out to the family eventually for their love, they reject him, sending him spiraling out into the woods where he rescues a girl from drowning and is rewarded with gunshots. This turns his heart to evil, and he resolves to stalk Frankenstein, making his way to Geneva to find him. In a fit of fury, the daemon kills Frankenstein’s brother, which is then blamed on a very close friend of the family, Justine.
Frankenstein returns to Geneva to find his family in mourning, sees the shadow of the daemon lurking and realizes who the real killer was. Much gnashing of teeth. On a holiday, he hikes away from the family and finds himself face to face with the daemon, who urges F to make a companion for him, so that he won’t be so lonely. F agrees. Then, away for a year’s travel with his pal Clerval and F continues to create a companion, but destroys his work one night when he realizes the folly of bringing another awful creature into the world. The daemon then kills Clerval and pins the blame on F when he washes ashore in Ireland after his boat whirls out of control. The daemon also threatens to see F on his wedding night to cousin Elizabeth, and stupidly F thinks that this is a threat toward him not Elizabeth, who is then killed on their wedding night. At that point, F retreats from the world and goes in search of the daemon to kill it. He chases it into the icy wilds, where he loses sight of it, and his sled is floating helpless on the ice pack when rescued.