From Hell evaluation action
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Antonio 2021-11-16 08:01:26
FROM HELL Goodbye, my sweet little prince. In fact, I should have known from the beginning that your indulging in the psychedelic world brought about by alcohol and poisons has nothing to do with depravity. When you open your eyes, your unfocused gaze is still struggling with the entanglement and rejection of the past. Do you remember her. Your wife. Your love. The mother of your unborn son. Even if everyone is separated forever from now on. Then, death becomes a temptation. Know that you met another woman. In London in 1888, the sky was still thick with light gray fog, rolling. The streets are full of mud, poverty, blood and fear. And you are destined to be the knight who comes so fast, and then fall in love with the woman saved with your own blood and sword. It’s just 2021. I suddenly saw what I wrote many years ago and wailed silently in my heart: Damn! so awkward!
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Ashlynn 2022-04-20 09:01:37
This movie gives me the feeling that sometimes it is much bigger than Edward Scissorhands
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Abberline: [about Polly's murder] I'm waiting for the police surgeon's report for more details.
Sir Charles Warren: [sits at his desk while smoking a cigarette] I see. Well, one thing's for certain; an Englishman didn't do it.
[Warren pulls up a newspaper clipping of American Natives]
Sir Charles Warren: Maybe one of these Red Indians wandered into Whitechapel and indulged his natural inclinations.
[Abberline looks doubtfully at the drawing]
Abberline: With all due respect, sir, I believe this was done by someone with at least a working knowledge of dissection. An educated man, such as a doctor...
Sir Charles Warren: [quickly interjects] An educated man? That's preposterous! No well-bred man would do this!
[pause]
Sir Charles Warren: Probably a tradesman or a butcher...
Abberline: [nods] A tradesman is a possibility, sir, yes...
[pause]
Abberline: But there's a strong indication against it. There was a sprig of grapes under her body.
Sir Charles Warren: What are you driving at?
Abberline: No one in Whitechapel, no matter what their trade, could afford grapes. Obviously, they were given to her by the killer. It follows that he must be someone with money.
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Sir William Gull: [Lecture on the human heart] The human heart is a dense and powerful muscle, much like the organic equivalent of mahogany, and notoriously difficult to burn. About the size of a fist, it provides the motor power for the circulatory system. The heart contains two atria, two ventricle, and four valves. It is in effect a single pump, powering a double circuit. In the adult the heart rate averages 70 to 80 beats a minute. Such is the force of the heart beat, that if the body's largest artery, the aorta, is severed: a six-foot jet of blood is released.