People who claim to love serial killers but would rather encounter one than watch this movie a second time are fooling themselves. Because in this extremely well done, deeply psychological, and pitch black comedic film, with panic attack inducing scenes. You get a glimpse of a real one. Critics and bloggers have shunned this masterpiece by saying it's soul intent was to offend when really it's to satisfy. In what movies has the serial ever not been loved? Let alone despised? For two and a half hours you'll watch Jack commit despicable acts that will haunt you till the day you die, only to get better and better at it before receiving justice seconds from the end of the film. Of which may be more disturbing than the things he has done.