TV review: I'll keep watching Ripley, even if Andrew Scott isn't given enough to do
Andrew Scott is a great actor, Pat Fitzpatrick writes, but episode one doesn't sing
The trailer for (Netflix) is brilliant. It’s black and white and moody, ‘The Great Pretender’ playing in the background, Andrew Scott dripping with menace as trickster Tom Ripley, who inveigles his way into Dickie Greenleaf’s life in 1950s Italy, apparently murders someone and ends up cat-and-mouse with a local detective sporting an elegant moustache.

It was all very “meh”, not least because they chose to shoot the whole thing in black and white. If you’ve seen the movie, you’ll know that it’s beautiful bleached sunlight and turquoise sea, with Jude Law and Gwyneth Paltrow gleaming as Dickie and Marge. Johnny Flynn and Dakota Fanning play the parts here and they don’t convince. The whole point is that Ripley wants to take over Dickie’s magnificent life. It looks a bit dull here, I can’t see why he’d be bothered.

Ripley is more style than substance, so it’s all the shadows and dimly lit railway under-passes you’d expect in a noir thriller from the 1930s. That’s grand when something happens, not so good when the scenes are thrown in for mood. Scott is a great actor, but he’s not given enough to do, at least not in the first episode.
I’ll keep watching because the trailer promises more and I love a bit of noir. But they could have made this first episode sing. And they didn’t.
