I am in the midst of this novel; sometime last year I watched the Burt Lancaster version, & yesterday was just starting on the Lugosi version, which My DVR has since obliterated when one of its #1 bugs caused it to record a 15 minute program for 8 or 9 hours. Anyway, as I resumed reading today, I visualized Moreau as depicted by Charles Laughton. I usually prefer to watch the film versions before reading the novels, because that way I can enjoy both, feeling that the novels are so much more detailed after having seen the films seems more satisfying than reading 1st, then seeing films that simply cannot do justice to the stories. Anyway, I think Moreau has much in common with Dr. Frankenstein, as both seem to completely disregard the suffering of those they made or modified. And once they had become bored with them, or disgusted by their ugliness, they simply tossed them out to fend for themselves.