The producers of Frankenstein 1970 had obviously intended to mix the old 1930s style monster movies with futuristic fears of atomic disaster. Why else title the film Frankenstein 1970? But everything about this sorry excuse for a monster movie says 1958, including a prominently displayed Westinghouse refrigerator. The sole highlight is the opening sequence in which ingénue Jana Lund is stalked by a typical, and mostly unseen, ghoul. And if the "surprise" denouement seems old hat by now, well, it hadn't been trotted out much before 1958. As for Boris Karloff himself, Frankenstein 1970 is actually neither worse nor better than most of his feature film choices in a decade dedicated mainly to Broadway (Peter Pan, The Lark) and television.
by Hans J. Wollstein review