This is meat and mead for any film-maker and that's before you've added the serial killer factor, taunting letters to newspapers purporting to be from the killer, bamboozled detectives and policemen speaking quaint period-English guvnuh, the conspiracy theories. Think London in the late 19th century: narrow cobbled streets barely illuminated at night by flickering gas lamps thick mist to cloak the intentions of ne'er-do-wells swirling capes and dark hats pulled low prostitutes offering a "thrupenny upright" in alleys rowdy pubs and grinding poverty rubbing shoulders with impossible wealth. The mysterious Jack has fascinated generations of film-makers for three reasons: location, location, location. That there's yet another version of Jack the Ripper in cinemas - From Hell starring Johnny Depp, and based on this graphic novel - is hardly surprising.
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