The Limehouse Golem is a mystery film based on Peter Ackroyd’s 1996
novel Dan Leno and the Limehouse Golem. Set in Victorian England, it follows a
seasoned Scotland Yard inspector named John Kildare (Bill Nighy) who is
assigned the task of solving a series of grisly murders in the district of
Limehouse, which are sensationally attributed to a mythical golem. Amid the probability that he’s simply being
set up to fail, he proceeds with the investigation, leading him to a clue that
determines a possible witness: music-hall star Elizabeth Cree (Olivia Cooke),
who is recently put into trial for supposedly poisoning her husband. Now, the detective must work to find the
links that connect both cases, or if there are any connections at all, in order
to identify and catch the murderous maniac before Elizabeth is condemned to
hang.
I love mystery fiction in
general. But growing up reading about Sherlock Holmes, C. Auguste Dupin, Hercule Poirot, and Thomas Pitt, I’ve particularly
adored mystery stories set during the Victorian Era. Truly, there’s something quite romantic about it. Plus, a detective who solves a mystery without the help of modern
technology is more special and impressive.
With this in mind, The Limehouse Golem appealed to me
greatly. Though it’s not perfect, it still
hits all the right notes that fully convey the charm of a Victorian mystery
tale. Hence, I found it completely riveting from start to finish.
One interesting facet of the
mystery plot is the motif of artistry and legacy – concerns that many of the
characters have to deal with in one form or another. It truly makes the overall narrative much
richer and more beautiful in its own twisted way.
Aside from being a mystery,
this is also supposed to be a horror story.
However, though it shows scenes of gruesome, horrific murders, much of
their impact is lessened because most of them are simply the result of the
detective imagining the suspects – among of which are real-life historical
figures Dan Leno (Douglas Booth), George Gissing (Morgan Watkins), and Karl
Marx (Henry Goodman) – committing the deeds.
The narrative is not necessarily
predictable. It actually does a bang-up job in executing its twists and turns. But guessing who the
“Limehouse Golem” is is kind of easy. But
maybe it’s just the pitfall that a mystery story succumbs to when
trying to avoid the obvious solution. As it tries to eliminate the suspicions
around the correct perpetrator, setting up red herrings and all, it only
ironically points to him or her.
The cast is great. Bill Nighy here is almost as endearing, but not as vulnerable, as
the old Sherlock Holmes that Ian McKellen played in Mr. Holmes. But the one I was most
especially enthralled of is Olivia Cooke.
She’s so mature here that it took me a while before I realized she was
the same girl in Me and Earl and the Dying Girl.
All in all, The Limehouse Golem offers a solid, praiseworthy Victorian mystery tale, powered by stellar performances, painstaking production value, and a well-themed script. A must-see for fans of period piece mysteries.
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