Ripper Street BBC1 Sundays @9pm My posted Comment on Guardian online TV Review Blog by Sam Wollaston:posted 2nd January 2012

In reply to a poster:

@dontlikeit – Good point, had forgotten that bit whilst i wrote. Yes, somehow that scene, being that he was a Doctor ‘an all, was really shocking and depressing at the same time.

Myself i remember feeling the above yet at the same time finding it really dubious that we were meant to believe a Doctor was involved with a wife who had a whole travelling brothel attached?

Was the Doctor not, by his accent, meant to be a Southern gentleman? to train as a Doctor then would have meant having your own means:therefore being some kind of ‘Officer/Gentleman’ is it really likely that he would have had no problem with nefarious dealings and travelling brothels?

Or was the Doctor’s vague and unsubstantiated ‘money problems’ meant to explain it all? To me the whole thing was just another unnecessarily added extra touch of evil thrown into the already stewing smorgasbord..

Perhaps, as you mention, the point was that there are decent human beings across history that defy the hideous accepted standards of the time and we were supposed to believe that of Mathhew Mcfadden like you say of Gene Hunt?

Yet it was insufficient thinking to my mind , which simply transplanted modern day attitudes backwards. The Detective wouldn’t have phrased things, nor done things quite like that, would he?

Quite how the Victorian Detective would have thought, spoke and felt, we will never know for sure. But it would have been a lot more interesting if they had spent more time and effort on their historical research, not just on the clothes and sets but the language as well pointed out by another poster here:it just didn’t ‘fit’.

The language reflected the attitudes and all i really noticed was lots of gleefully pronounced words to describe ladies of the Night and “squirings” i half expected them to say “rogering”.
The language actually sounded more like it was emanating from a medieval Tavern than the language spoken by the Victorian middle to working class. The Press guy was wittily verbose i felt but even this, sadly, was overdone to the point of it sounding more Oscar Wilde-ish than day to day Victorian..

Ripper Street t’was really, i mean really a vile a thing to produce. i felt the worse for watching it and being involved..

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