The Bride! (2026)

Maggie Gyllenhaal’s turbulent take on The Bride of Frankenstein, the sequel spawned from the iconic work by Mary Shelley, imagines the novelist (Jessie Buckley) as a spirit with unfinished business who heads to a version of Chicago in 1936 that simultaneously also has a chaotic, modern vibe pulsing through its underground. It’s there that she possesses the body of a gun moll named Ida (also Jessie Buckley), causing her to act erratically until she falls down the stairs to her death. Also in Chicago at this time is Frankenstein’s monster aka Frank (Christian Bale), now a world-weary romantic with a love of Fred Astaire-esque musicals starring a disabled man named Ronnie Reed (Jake Gyllenhaal). His loneliness has led him to track down a doctor named Cornelia Euphronious (Annette Bening) in the hope that she can use the same electrical science that created him to give him a companion, so they dig up the body of Ida and reanimate her. The combo of being brought back from the dead and still being haunted by Shelley leaves her with severe memory loss among other problems, which Frank uses to convince her that she is his bride. When he kills two creepy thugs who attack her after they leave a club, the duo goes on the run, eventually killing more people who cross their path. Detective Jake Wiles (Peter Sarsgaard) is put on the case with his much smarter assistant Myrna Malloy (Penelope Cruz), and it’s revealed that Ida had been working undercover for him to take down a mob boss. Speaking of undercover, Jessie’s breasts stay under the cover of her bra when she’s first brought back to life and when she offers to give Frank a blowjob, though he stops her. They do ultimately have sex though, and that’s when we catch a quick glimpse of Jessie’s jugs on screen. That moment alone ought to send a few volts straight to your lap!