'The rave reviews received by Ripley prove that series star Andrew Scott truly can do no wrong in the eyes of Rotten Tomatoes critics, continuing a great 18-movie and TV show streak for the actor. Created by acclaimed screenwriter Steven Zaillian, Ripley is the latest screen re-imagining of Patricia Highsmith’s iconic con man, Tom Ripley. Even though The Talented Mr. Ripley was adapted into a critically acclaimed movie in 1998, the same novel provides the source material for Netflix’s upcoming miniseries. Ripley promises a stylish black-and-white thriller that centers on the perspective of Highsmith’s charming killer, and its early reviews suggest that the series is one of 2024’s best new shows.
While Ripley’s entire cast has impressive resumes, the show’s eponymous antihero is played by a star who has a unique knack for choosing all the right roles. Irish actor Andrew Scott, best known for his roles in Sherlock and Fleabag, plays the role of Ripley in the upcoming series. While Sherlock brought Scott to mainstream prominence, the actor’s career began back when he was only 17 in 1995. Scott appeared in a string of successful indie movies and Irish productions throughout the next decade, but it is in the last decade that he has become a household name thanks to some great choices.
Ripley's 94% Is Andrew Scott's 18th Positive Rotten Tomatoes Score In A Row
Andrew Scott’s Recent Career History Boasts A Frankly Staggering Critical Consensus
Thanks to Ripely, Andrew Scott has now had 18 positive scores in a row on Rotten Tomatoes. This is a fairly astounding achievement as it means the star hasn’t chosen a single project that viewers and critics roundly rejected in almost a decade. Among Scott’s impressive string of roles are All of Us Strangers, 1917, Handsome Devil, Black Mirror, and His Dark Materials. Scott has starred in plenty of mainstream successes as well as art house hits, with Ripley bringing back his Sherlock villainy for the first time since the BBC mystery series ended in 2017.
Scott’s movie and TV roles have varied, with the actor appearing in period dramedies like The Pursuit of Love as well as genre fare like A Dark Place. While there isn’t a specific thematic through line that connects all of Scott’s projects, this has allowed the actor to play a greater range of roles and display more of the versatility that has become synonymous with his name. Even before 2015’s Victor Frankenstein briefly damaged his critical standing, Scott had already excelled in critically acclaimed movies that aren’t included in his 18-title streak, such as Locke and the superb British drama Pride.
Victor Frankenstein Is Andrew Scott's Only "Rotten" Movie Or TV Show On Rotten Tomatoes
Scott’s Role In One 2015 Misfire Could Be Blamed On A Weak Script
While Scott’s hot streak is astounding, one title did throw his average in 2015. His supporting role as Inspector Turpin in Victor Frankenstein was a critical misfire, with reviewers complaining that the project lacked tonal cohesion and a fresh perspective. Victor Frankenstein’s reviews blamed a flawed script for the movie’s failure, with the retelling failing to revive Mary Shelley’s iconic novel for a new generation. A box office flop, Victor Frankenstein’s failure was a significantly bigger issue for stars James MacAvoy and Daniel Radcliffe than Scott. However, it did negatively impact his critical standing due to its poor reception.
Before Victor Frankenstein arrived, Scott’s last three movies had enjoyed solid ratings from audiences and critics on Rotten Tomatoes. As such, the star might have accrued a 21 title hot streak if it weren't for the 2015 flop. That said, Ripley is currently outdoing Saltburn with critics despite director Emerald Fennel’s viral 2023 hit earning endless comparisons to The Talented Mr. Ripley. As such, it is fair to guess that Scott’s critical standing will be alright despite this minor wobble nine years ago. Almost all of his roles have landed with critics, despite how varied his taste in projects has been.
Why Ripley's Rotten Tomatoes Score Is So High
Scott’s Moody Crime Thriller Is Another Exemplary Highsmith Adaptation
Ripley’s positive reviews single Scott's performance out for praise, which won’t come as a shock to fans of Highsmith’s character. Ripley’s story hinges on the actor playing him, since the sociopath could come across as an amoral monster in the wrong hands. However, The Hollywood Reporter credits "Scott’s complex central performance” with the adaptation's success, while The Guardian found his work to be “Spellbinding.” Meanwhile, the BBC praised the changes that the series makes to its novel inspiration, saying that the show plays out like a Hitchcockian thriller.
Critics also praised both Dakota Fanning’s Marge Sherwood and Johnny Flynn’s Dickie Greenleaf, commending the pair for escaping the sizable shadows cast by Gwyneth Paltrow and Jude Law’s respective takes on the characters. Aesthetically, the shift to black-and-white cinematography and the longer runtime both allow this adaptation to feel like its own beast, which numerous critics noted was a necessity. Since the late, great director Anthony Minghella’s movie remains an acclaimed hit, Ripley needed to give Andrew Scott’s take on the character a fresh look and feel.'
One day you will be wandering and you will come to a dark place. You will look inside to find the snakes writhing. You will not hesitate. You will crawl inside and enter into their strange embrace. You will tremble at their scaly touch. You will wonder if your fears will subside as you sink deeper and deeper within. In the moment when you are fully engulfed in the twisting mass and you can no…
'Born on October 21, 1976, in Dublin, Ireland, Andrew Scott has become a prominent figure in the acting world. He gained widespread acclaim, particularly for his role as the charismatic and enigmatic “Hot Priest” in the critically acclaimed series Fleabag, which earned him a Critics’ Choice Television Award.
BAFTA, WhatsOnStage- and Olivier-award winning actor, Andrew Scott’s recent theatre includes VANYA (Duke of York’s Theatre), Three Kings (Old Vic: In Camera), Present Laughter, Design for Living (The Old Vic), Hamlet (Almeida Theatre and Duke of York’s Theatre), The Dazzle (Found111), Birdland (Royal Court), Aristocrats, Emperor and Galilean (National Theatre), Sea Wall (Paines Plough, The Old Vic, Bush Theatre), as well as numerous plays in Dublin, London and New York.
For television his work includes School of Roars, The Pursuit of Love, Ripley, His Dark Materials, Modern Love, Black Mirror: Smithereens, as The Priest in Fleabag, Quacks, as Moriarty in Sherlock, The Town and The Hollow Crown.
His recent films include Strangers, Catherine Called Birdy, Oslo,Sam Mendes 1917, A Dark Place, The Delinquent Season, Hamlet, King Lear, Cognition, Handsome Devil, Denial, Swallows and Amazons, This Beautiful Fantastic, Sam Mendes’ Spectre, Alice: Through the Looking Glass, Frankenstein, Ken Loach’s Jimmy’s Hall, Matthew Warchus’ Pride, (BIFA for Best Supporting Actor), Locke and The Stag.'
I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt
“Woah. You look like shit."
Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.
The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.
"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."
And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.
The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.
If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.
"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.
"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.
"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.
The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.
He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."
There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.
"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."
Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"
"Daniel? Is that you?"
His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.