Zodiac, written by Robert Graysmith, is true crime at its finest. Every minute detail of the case was painstakingly researched by Graysmith, for a great many years, so it stands to reason that his book on the Zodiac killer would be informative. What I never expected, was that a true crime book would have me turning the pages much like a fictional whodunit, that has the benefit of being able to mold to please the audience. True crime is hardly ever afforded such a liberty, as it is strictly based on real events. To deviate from the truth would be to spit on the “true” part of the genre.
Graysmith was a cartoonist for the San Francisco Chronicle in the 60’s when the Zodiac murders started, and the killer began to send letters to The Chronicle and other papers in The San Francisco area. Zodiac is, on its surface, a non-fiction book about a killer that was able to outsmart police, that was never apprehended. Once you delve deeper into the story, turns out its more about Mr. Graysmith, and his obsession with discovering who the Zodiac truly was.
The book is gripping, and startling, in the way all successful true crime should be. At the end of the book, we are given a suspect who Graysmith thinks is the most likely to have been Zodiac.
For fans of true crime, serial killers, and all of the strangeness that comes along with cases about them.
Note: December 13th, 2011
Having done a minimum amount of research on the ol’ interwebs, it turns out that Graysmith is fairly full of shit about a lot of the Zodiac case, and most of his facts are not factual.
I apologize for perpetuating the lies the former cartoonist has spread.
However, it was still an entertaining book, even if the facts aren’t straight.
I do feel bad for the man he pins the murders on, since if you research, it is probably not that dude.
However, there were so many suspects, and so much information and heresay, who is to truly say how much is accurate or not. That’s most of the reason the case is so fascinating.