The first thirty minutes of this was promising, as gripping as the first Prime Suspect but after a while plausibility began to evaporate in the smoke and gloom of this hellish Yorkshire. It was grim and smoky in the bars. it was grim and smoky everywhere, with more bent coppers than you could shake a leg at. Given that there were so much corruption and that our journalist hero seemed so savvy, how was it possible that he would simply hand over his friend"s "lifes-work" to a "good" Copper casually encountered at the scene of the aforementioned friends suspicious demise.
And then surprise surprise the good copper turns out to be yet another rotten apple. Since all the police were grim and ugly and uncouth and psychotic. And then the clichés began to roll in like the mist off Ilkley Moor. As our hero heads toward marytrdom he glimpses his dead girlfriend, just like Mel does in Braveheart or Russell likewise in Gladiator. It sugars the pill of a downbeat ending. And why was the production design recreating the light-bulb decorations from Eyes Wide Shut in Sean Beans glitter Palace.
The Second Installment concerning the Ripper gets even sillier.
And then surprise surprise the good copper turns out to be yet another rotten apple. Since all the police were grim and ugly and uncouth and psychotic. And then the clichés began to roll in like the mist off Ilkley Moor. As our hero heads toward marytrdom he glimpses his dead girlfriend, just like Mel does in Braveheart or Russell likewise in Gladiator. It sugars the pill of a downbeat ending. And why was the production design recreating the light-bulb decorations from Eyes Wide Shut in Sean Beans glitter Palace.
The Second Installment concerning the Ripper gets even sillier.