Like the Zodiac killings themselves, this movie starts with a lot going on and then tapers off to nothing. The re-creations of a couple of the murders are chilling. But once the crimes stop, so does the story. The rest is an endless parade of uninteresting fits and starts as the cops and a cartoonist from the San Francisco Chronicle (Jake Gyllenhaal) try obsessively to find the killer. The technical quality of the production is good, and the acting is fine. It’s just not all that interesting to watch detailed debates about handwriting analysis. I think this is the kind of movie you get when the director and/or the writers have been pondering the Zodiac mystery so long that they’ve lost all perspective about just how dull the stacks of evidence can be, particularly for a string of murders that went officially unsolved. Mildly amusing
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