The man in charge of the case is Scotland Yard Inspector Abberline (Johnny Depp), an opium addled man who derives at least some of his insights from drug visions. He and the disapproving, but loyal Sgt. Godley (Robbie Coltrane) serve as an ersatz Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson, trying to unravel the mystifying case. Along the way, Abberline falls in love with working girl Mary Kelly (Heather Graham), unknowingly putting her in grave danger.

The case leads Abberline and Godley to some imposing areas, including the royal family and the secretive Order of Freemasons. Abberline comes up with a specific name and a detailed motive, but some very powerful individuals want to make sure that the name and motive will never reach the public.

The Hughes brothers, with a strong assist from cinematographer Peter Deming, have crafted a London that is grim and visually arresting. Shots of the city skyline are particularly impressive. The atmosphere is right, the mystery is strong and the threat is most certainly compelling. But all too often, I found myself simply observing the film rather than being immersed in it.

Part of the reason may be the Hughes' reverence for their source material. They seem so focused on capturing the look of the graphic novel that they give short shrift to other elements of the production. Johnny Depp plays an insular type that is fascinating to study, but difficult to relate to. As for the others working to solve the case, or just stay alive, each has built a substantial protective wall around themselves.

So despite its surrealistic motif, "From Hell" plays as primarily an academic exercise, engaging the eyes, ears and intellect, but not the heart. Given the graphic displays of gore and the monumentally perverse nature of Jack the Ripper, that isn't necessarily a negative. In this place, with these people, watching them clinically rather than becoming empathic may be the preferable thing to do.