Osgood Perkins further evolves the dark aesthetic of his previous features, and while his script will quickly draw comparisons to The Silence Of The Lambs (with a bit of a push provided by the period setting), the narrative is matched it with a green, brown, and grey-heavy pallet reminiscent of David Fincher’s work and evokes connections to Zodiac and the series Mindhunter.
Her boss (Blair Underwood) tasks her with decoding a series of the fugitive’s cryptic messages left at the scenes of grisly murder-suicides in Pacific Northwest family homes. These ominous notes recall the crime scene leave-behind notes of David Fincher’s 1995 breakout Se7en, and they contain written ciphers that also harken back to Fincher’s later Zodiac. “I’m telling you,” a skeptical fellow agent speculates about Lee’s acumen, “she’s not ready for this.”
Scenes and themes feel lifted in spirit from bigger, meatier thrillers like The Silence of the Lambs (1991) and Zodiac (2007) — it’s the 90s, and Lee is surrounded by taller male agents, and one early sequence sees her moving with a near-panicked intensity through a killer’s lair.
Although the presence of Longlegs at any of these brutal killings cannot be proven, mysterious letters reminiscent of the ones in David Fincher’s Zodiac are left as a sort of signature at each scene.
For anyone who has seen a handful of notable works in the thriller or horror genre, such as David Fincher’s Zodiac, Kiyoshi Kurosawa’s Cure or the aforementioned The Silence of the Lambs, Perkins’s screenplay will sound somewhat familiar.
I was told it would be like The Silence of the Lambs, or perhaps David Fincher's Zodiac if it had been dragged direct out of Satan's anus, with a performance by Nicolas Cage as a serial killer so traumatising it had to be shielded from the (non-paying) public's eyes.