An earth-shaking — or shaky, anyway — hypothesis as to the identity and motives of Jack the Ripper. It issues not from hell, exactly, but merely from a "graphic novel" by Alan Moore and Eddie Campbell. The Hughes brothers' adaptation, taking its cue, is extremely graphic, in addition to gruesome, grimy, grotesque (the Elephant Man thrown in gratuitously). But it is mostly just monotonous and dull. It features the customarily monotonous and dull Johnny Depp as the laudanum-addicted detective on the case, and Heather Graham as a twinkly diamond among streetwalking lumps of coal. It would not be a compliment to say that they, and their British accents, stand out. Robbie Coltrane, Ian Holm, Katrin Cartlidge, Susan Lynch. (2001) — Duncan Shepherd
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