This real-life serial killer story about one who got away came through Walmart packaged with an episode of Dexter, an unfathomably popular show that proves that we all like to dip into the dark side sometimes, even if it's through the sublimation of Cinema. Also I'm confused as to how the family of the man pinpointed as the zodiac hasn't sued by now. It's all speculation.
A technically competent film but it lacks dynamism with split narrative focus and a flitting timeline that may well propel the clock forward (with seemingly endless date captions) but reduces the story to a rather bitty affair with no real interest established in the protagonists or situation (despite the cipher codes and inevitable investigation). All curiously unexciting.
Set of Existentialist themes similar to those in Dürrenmatt's novella 'The Pledge'. Almost three hours of oppressively complex procedural detail, ending in darkness. That is, if you failed to observe the other film, hidden in plain sight. One of the best in recent memory.
Just a damn good, slow burning film about obsession. Both the killers and the investigators. Fincher was a perfect choice to direct this. I've never seen a film of his where the screenplay so closely matches what his sensibilities are (this is more grounded >> more unnerving than SEVEN).
Adaptation d'un sanglant fait divers, l'épuisante oeuvre de Fincher est loin de soulever l'enthousiasme auquel on aurait pu espérer. Certaines scènes s'étirent inutilement et leur fatigante prolongation n'apporte strictement rien à l'intrigue. Des longueurs donc, pesantes et fastidieuses, mais aussi un réel manque de densité psychologique pour la plupart des acteurs qui parcourent le récit. www.cinefiches.com