SERIOUSLY. This is what the crap Hollywood still puts out?

One of my all time favorites.

Instant Favorite.

Best movie of this year hands down!

Vicious, disgusting, more than gory, just gross, and yet so true to "life" if this is life. It sure is Yorkshire, accent, desolation and misery (more than plain and simple poverty), cruelty, pollution, greed, vice, perversion, etc. spread all over. All evils in one pouch, one bag in West Yorkshire and the motto that "this is the north, where we do what we want," that's the great beauty of ugliness.It will take you three long episodes to reach the culprit and you won't be surprised at all when you finally come to him. In the meantime the police would have revealed itself the most odious, ferocious and mentally cannibalistic institution you can imagine. Asking a question for them is necessarily hurting, torturing and a few other things of the sort: breaking fingers, crushing burning cigarettes anywhere you can imagine, stripping the suspects naked, and the films do not show them naked (prudes!). There is not one single person in the police force that is able to do anything regular like find a culprit that is really guilty and bring that one to justice. One journalist is driven to craziness and some deadly justice enforcing spree, and yet you will know if he was right in his choice of targets at the end of the third film. Another young man, slightly spaced out will be convinced under duress by everyone, probably only in the police, that he killed the girl. And he will end his life in prison. With little chance to be retried since he signed a confession and pleaded guilty.And quite a few are questioned that way and yet the crimes are going on: kidnapped girls, then raped, and in many ways cut up and carved up and more or less endowed with wings and feathers. And all that in a society that is rotten to the core, that speculates on the death of as many people as possible with pollution and the exploitation of them as long as they live with projects that are as crazy as they are greedy of shopping malls with cinemas and all kinds of entertainments to empty the billfolds of the gullible submissive slaves of the public till they are empty and they can then commit suicide or die young of any kind of hazardous escaping tentative or industrial pollution. And for the girls and women prostitution and promiscuity are the main two udders of everyday suspended death. You can imagine what the other two are.And be sure that all the cadres of the police and the most respected people in this society, lay and clerical, are among the small circle of speculators and their only aim is to make money and thus to keep the surrounding society going because you cannot squeeze money out of marginal miserable derelict and impoverished proletariat. No matter what, they must have just a little bit more than their basic needs to be able to spend that little bit more in the traps of the entertaining plotters.Is it a great trilogy? I do not know but one thing is sure even if at the end the killer is finally put out of the way all the corrupted elite of this part of Yorkshire will not be in any way even questioned, not to speak of prosecuted. After all corruption is the basic human dimension: the survival instinct of the more corrupted declared the fitter, by all means, even selling their parents into slavery and feeding their own children to the industrial sharks of our certainly not post-modern society but definitely pre-modern jungle.Dr Jacques COULARDEAU

It's not a typical serial murderer story with slick knives and bath tubs of gore. It's dark and moody. It rains a lot and much of the story takes place at night. Typical scene: the chief investigator and the colleague he once was hooked up with sit in his car. The car's headlights are on, illuminating a blank wall where one of the murders took place. It's drizzling and the windshield wipers arc back and forth. The two people speak quietly to one another and the conversation is elliptic. Only gradually is it revealed that the two have had an affair.I'm giving this six stars because I think it was intelligent, deliberate, and thoughtful. But I didn't make it to the end, and what I did hear was sometimes unintelligible. I don't know whether it was the sound on my system or the acting or the Yorkshire accents. I weren't at all sure.I was confused too because this is evidently part two of a miniseries and I hadn't seen part one. I don't know whether that made a difference or not.Good luck with it.

It's not necessary to have seen the first of this trilogy, "Red Riding: In the year of our lord 1974", but I would still recommend it if you have the option. Though this is better and more interesting, the first is still very good, though might be a let down compared to this second. I rated "1974 to a 7 of 10, and this is a 8,5, so I've voted 9, because it's simply not a 7,2 which is the current rating.Without revealing any plot either from "1974" or "1980" the films are both very well made. artful, beautiful though gloomy and bleak. Fantastic filming, simply first class when it comes to ideas as well as angles and thought put into every scene. Stunningly beautiful and very believable, and solid British in style.A special group is sent to Yorkshire to investigate the Yorkshire Rippedr case, which now has turned up 13 dead women, and is riding the police force and the British public as a mare. But why is the police so ineffective? Right from the start you are into the suspense.The acting is electric, with Paddy Considine in his best role of the ones I've seen. but every single one acting here is amazingly good. Solid and electric. I was literary glued in front of this. Compelling and riveting film making. James March has directed the film perfectly, and all is put into 90 minutes of brilliance. One of those films you decide you want to see again, before the end credits are over.

A special investigator is called into take over the Yorkshire Ripper case because the public is screaming bloody murder. The investigator's name is Hunter and he begins by creating a small task force to go over what has been learned before and to investigate the new leads that he is turning up. Hunter almost instantly runs into trouble with the Yorkshire police who feel that he's going places he really shouldn't. He slowly begins to annoy a hornet's nest that threatens everyone, especially himself since the people he's ultimately chasing down will do anything not to have their crimes brought into the open.A different film than the first one. Its often a police procedural that takes on Noirish trappings as Hunter begins and affair and he finds that there is much darkness in the "good" guys. He also learns first hand the price of not letting it all alone. Its a leisurely film that takes its time going on its merry way. For most of the film it seems completely unconnected to the first one except that several characters appear in both films. And then toward the very end things shift. What the film has been getting at suddenly becomes clear.As a stand alone film this is okay. It goes through events and has a conclusion that works with in context. If one didn't know that stuff went before and after I'm pretty sure that you could watch the film and like it, but I don't think it will blow your skirt up that much. At the same time, if you're viewing the film as part of a trilogy, where you've seen the first part, and you know that there is a third part, the film plays so much better. To be perfectly honest I was liking the film for most of its running time,and I was perfectly content to consider letting my Dad, who came late into the film (I was watching this on IFC in Theaters), turn the station, that was until suddenly the film connects to the previous one and you suddenly see the larger picture. As a bigger picture the film is very much a better film, especially if you allow it to take you where its going on its own terms.