The first season was enjoyable, the second season less so and the third season even less, with the fourth just becoming annoying. What really undid the whole show for me was the realisation that main character, Ed Buchan, was played by main writer, Steve Pemberton. This was probably why the character, who I did enjoy at first, ended up feeling so redundant and played up, with irrelevant story lines and cliché 'nice guy who does no wrong' characteristics. The seasons fall into a strict course of action and utilise repetitive imagery and symbols, so if you read the story lines based off of precedence the killer reveals themselves almost immediately. Some positives? Mainly likable characters, good editing and cinematography; making it an aesthetically pleasing and deeply gritty watch. The perversion of the crimes and the empathy that is built up for DI Chandler, and his at times crippling desire to succeed, does make for it to be an entertaining series. Overall, the show was moderate. Even though I didn't like the later series, I am still upset that it got cancelled.

Wow. Where to begin? I just finished watching seasons 4 and 5 of Ripper Street and decided to give Whitechapel a try. Big mistake. This show seems to have been written and directed by rank amateurs. And the acting is about on par with the writing and direction. The plots are almost incoherent. The "detectives" could barely detect their own heart beats. The acting is wooden and one-dimensional. And so when it's all said and done, this should never have been said or done. It's embarrassing, really. No wonder crimes go unsolved in England.(NOTE: The reason why every line has is on its own is to conform to the "10 line minimum" of IMDb.)

Despite too much flashy interruptions this was proving to be an enjoyable series although the characters were all a bit on dimensional. Plot was OK until the last twenty minutes when it all fell apart and we were left with ridiculous scenes such as the DI deciding to pick out a large apartment block at random and then just knock on doors. All of a sudden the Ripper appears from one of the flats and attacks the DI. Then just as ridiculously the detectives manage to trace the last victims in about 30 seconds by rifling through her belongings, finding an envelope, also at random, and they manage to get to that address within seconds and save the girl. Seems like the producers had planned to go to four episodes and were told at the last minute to wrap it in three. Pity - it could and should have been better than it was.

"Whitechapel" is rather like a Dan Brown novella. What it lacks in actual writing talent, it more than makes up in storyline.The previous commenter skewered this 3-part ITV crime drama, a modernist re-do of the Jack the Ripper murders, but the high scores (9.0 out of 10 at time of writing) tell a different tale. Those who are watching are clearly enjoying this fast-paced, oddly dark series. I suspect this is a reflection on other lacklustre series offered today, as much as its own qualities, but equally it could be because of its ambitious narrative. It's one of those programmes which charms the viewer despite its flaws.Rupert Penry-Jones, he of Spooks/Cambridge Spies and son of television grande dame Angela Thorne, leads a cast of unevenly talented actors who have been given the impossible task of updating the Jack the Ripper murders. But it's not just the crime which has been updated, but for once, so has the copper.Like many "paper cops", who have more education than experience, DI Joseph Chandler (Penry-Jones) seems a bit wet to his hard-bitten colleagues in the force. His Savile Row suits, David Beckham haircuts, fashionably large Tag Heuer Grand Carrera Chronograph Calibre 17 watch (Penry-Jones is a big Tag fan), as well as homeopathic remedies for tension -- a mint pomade for the temples -- scream out metrosexual for these 'lager and crisps' men. It's all too much when he asks them to shower and look more respectable in a suit, not to mention actually read whole books on the Ripper murders, which they reluctantly do.East Londoner extraordinaire, DI Miles (Philip Davis), especially doesn't like this new state of affairs. It's possible that he sees a future when policemen will be more like Penry-Jones than the rogue-copper-with-a-heart-of-gold version he represents; he constantly refuses to acknowledge the lad may have some good ideas. His colleagues agree, save for one DI Chandler wannabe, played by Sam Stockman. With his off-the-peg suits, and "crapuccinos" (as they are teasingly referred to by others), it seems even the lower orders may desire a more polished style.The series is never bogged down by details of the old Ripper saga, perhaps due to the eccentric Ripperologist who hovers around the story, played to the hilt by the excellent Steve Pemberton. Could the mastermind of the modern Ripper murders, replicated to the exact detail, be none other than a man whose entire life is dedicated to Jack the Ripper? Or perhaps like an Agatha Christie murder, the obvious is too, well, obvious? Whitechapel may have any number of flaws, not the least of which are hackneyed character development, seeming like a cross between Prime Suspect, Morse and cult-classic Edge of Darkness, but it packs a very intriguing punch all the same.