Word: ripper
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...adored high-society patron Dr. Schöning, and sex is the only form of communication she knows. For most of the play Lulu is gleefully happy in her seductive power. Schöning and Lulu end up dead, one shot, the other torn apart by Jack the Ripper...
...film rests on the shoulders and taut torso of Bale, who as a child starred in Steven Spielberg's Empire of the Sun and played Jesus in a recent TV movie. His Patrick is stylish and creepy--Jack the Ripper in an Armani outfit. Bale's dishy anonymity (he stares at himself and says, "I simply am not there") makes him the ideal black hole at the center of this movie. It needs to be seen and appreciated, like a serpent in a glass cage...
...strolls through the city led by actor types, has expanded beyond its daytime itineraries to run night sojourns along venerable pub routes, leaving its customers to stumble home several hours and drinks later. For the brave, London Walks stages nighttime treks through the East End haunts of Jack the Ripper, the mysterious Victorian who neatly slitted the throats of ladies of the night but eluded capture...
...yappy little dog appear--mischance absurdly personified--and ruin everything. Remember 1964's Dr. Strangelove as well. How delicately the title character and his ilk poised the balance of terror, how little they considered the possibility that there might be someone out there like General Jack D. Ripper. Best of all, think of heedless Barry Lyndon, sparing no thought for mischievous mischance, which ever haunts him and which too soon brings him to his foolish...
...easy to compose a parody of the Peterman catalog. Its style, a bubbly kitsch of knowingness, creates surprising little fantasies that are part Harlequin Romance, part Cole Porter lyric, now and then a touch of the bodice-ripper; or when flying high, of Evelyn Waugh--a soigne escapism that is a parody of sophistication, so bad that it is great fun. All that literary ingenuity gone to sell clothes in the mail...and to end up bankrupt, besides. Sunt lacrimae rerum, as an unforgettable 'Cliffie whispered to me that night in the Club Mt. Auburn, just before Joanie Baez came...