Mary Shelley’s classic has inspired countless films since 1910. It’s to the enormous credit of indie horror king Larry Fessenden (Wendigo) that Depraved feels so fresh. Frankenstein Castle is now a warehouse in Brooklyn occupied by Henry, a doctor haunted by memories of soldiers he couldn’t save in Iraq. Bankrolling Henry is his ambitious businessman buddy Polidori. Then there’s Alex, who wakes up after being stabbed and slowly realises he’s the brain inside a stitched-together body named Adam. But is Adam any different from every other lost soul in New York? A scary, tense and darkly comic tale laced with hallucinatory imagery and driven by powerful emotion, Depraved is one hell of a horror movie.