The events of the series revolve around a group of streets of Whitechapel which are bloodied. The night killer begins killing women, as locals always live in fear because of what is happening. During this period, a fast-tracked inspector and expert on historical murders investigates recent crimes that have links to the past in those places where fighting and violence occur.
It's compelling to watch these disparate men clash and collaborate, even as the suspense level quickly ratchets up with the pursuit of the Ripper copycat.
If this clich is accurate, clearly police academy trainees on both sides of the Atlantic need to be exposed to a few more corpses before they graduate.
It's a bit tonally inconsistent but this is entertaining television bolstered by strong performances throughout and the dark edge provided by the word Ripper.
Whitechapel is a show that relishes these sorts of easily drawn high-and-low dichotomies, and yet flourishes as a diverting and atmospheric crime drama despite them
Accents, creepy historical crimes, that handsome English actor who always plays princes and posh boys, that less handsome English actor who always plays taxi drivers and oiks. What's not to like?
