Some faces are such that only a mother could love. While there is little evidence to confirm this, we like to think that Igor’s mother truly loved his face. However, judging by his willingness to serve Dr. Frankenstein with the doctor’s hideous experiments, love may not have been a part of Igor’s early years. Perhaps he stole brains and dug up dead bodies under the cover of night all in the hopes of getting the parental acceptance he so longed for that was deprived of him during his childhood.
Yet, in all the sadness that he must have felt inside, Igor remained a positive person, always ready to lend, or dig up, a hand with a smile on his face. If only we could all be more like Igor.