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Skye Jackson’s review published on Letterboxd:
This review may contain spoilers.
"I need to know who he is. I need to stand there, I need to look him in the eye, and I need to know that it's him."
An investigative epic, chronicalling obsession and the many deaths that we can survive. The many ways we can lose our lives.
David Fincher's Zodiac stands tall at 157 minutes, but there isn't a second that goes by that it isn't completely entrancing. A real mystery begging to unfolded, and the people it destroys when it can't be.
Jake Gyllenhaal gets a lot of praise for Nightcrawler, deservedly so, but his performance here deserves to be in that conversation. Quieter and less obviously great, his turn as Robert Graysmith is infactuating and heartbreaking. Without him, this movie wouldn't work as well as it does.
A deeply sad, remarkably brutal story on full display. One with little answers or worldly resolutions, but with a treatment and exploration of people that few crime films manage. Fincher did it once with Se7en, then he did it even better in '07.
(Also, Arthur Leigh Allen was totally the Zodiac Killer, right?)