Zodiac
ZODIAC (David Fincher, 2007)
Based on the unsolved case, the decades-spanning ZODIAC documents the
intensive search for a killer who haunted Bay Area citizens and
taunted authorities with promises of unpreventable future murders. In
letters to three San Francisco newspapers, the man calling himself the
Zodiac claims responsibility for lover's lane killings at
Christmastime 1968 and on July 4, 1969. To add validity to his claims
the correspondence includes details not made available to the public.
The cryptograms that come with the letters supposedly reveal his true
identity.
Police officers and newspapermen following the case can't help but
become obsessed. Inspectors David Toschii (Mark Ruffalo) and William
Armstrong (Anthony Edwards) are dogged in following leads, but they
encounter a maze of dead ends. Police at the various jurisdictions
involved with the Zodiac's alleged victims haven't shared their
information and can be uncooperative in doing so.
San Francisco Chronicle cartoonist Robert Graysmith (Jake Gyllenhaal)
pores over the cryptograms and collects any scrap of knowledge he can
find, including the discarded papers of reporter Paul Avery (Robert
Downey Jr.). The case drags on for years, yet Robert plunges even
deeper into it assured that he can crack the investigation.
Director David Fincher lets ZODIAC unspool at a leisurely pace that
permits it to examine evidence and details over a long period of time.
The film leaves no stone unturned, a defining trait both admirable for
how it draws a portrait of obsession and questionable for
entertainment purposes. ZODIAC'S thoroughness is unparalleled among
police procedurals, but all the shoe leather can become tedious.
Granted, that's the point. The exhaustive process becomes
all-consuming, and Fincher encapsulates that frustrating pursuit well.
Perhaps he does it too well because the bogged down section devoted to
the investigators gets tiresome.
Unlike THE NUMBER 23, a film undone by the silly and nonsensical,
ZODIAC dives headlong into obsession and rationalizes it. As audience
members trained to spot red herrings and foreshadowing in movie
mysteries, we begin to believe we're finding clues and connections to
bring about a satisfying resolution when one cannot be found. Like it
does for Graysmith, the answer seems within reach even though going in
one knows that the case was never solved. Still, that doesn't squelch
thoughts that history can be changed within the confines of the film.
As obsession will lead people to do strange things, so will fear. It's
also a driving force in ZODIAC and one that Fincher uses to connect
these unsolved murders to today. The director doesn't equate the
Zodiac and Middle Eastern terrorists, but it seems apparent that he's
interested in linking how living in fear of them fulfills their goals
too. While the threats both present are real or legitimately accepted
as such, the likelihood of them directly impacting any individual's
life is exponentially greater via their function as boogeymen. Yet
parents pull kids off buses because the Zodiac threatens to shoot
children unboarding from them. Airline passengers aren't permitted to
bring liquids or toothpaste onto planes for fear of terrorist plots.
In the minds of the public, both are granted extraordinary powers out
of fear. (If you're seeking direct evidence of Fincher comparing the
times, look no further than how he depicts the bureaucratic roadblocks
in information sharing about the Zodiac, a section that echoes
pre-9/11 intelligence gathering.)
An elegant sequence in ZODIAC shows the passage of time in the case
while recreating the construction of one of the Bay's signature
buildings. Similarly, the story is built beam by beam, but Fincher
tweaks the final design of what we expect in the architecture of a
serial killer movie. Doors don't lead where they normally do, and some
rooms can never be unlocked. For that reason ZODIAC can be a vexing
film, but its style and ideas compensate for the thwarting of
conventions.
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