To Catch a Predator  In his hunt for the Zodiac killer, David
Fincher forgoes the personal for the process, and in the process
Nathan Lee geeks out.  Compared with his colleagues in the
serial killer pantheon, the Zodiac was something of an
underachiever. His true forte was marketing, complete with a
spiffy logo. "The thing that was so stunning about the Zodiac
was not what he did but how he hyped it," says Fincher, reached
by telephone on the set of his new movie in New Orleans. "The
letters themselves are amazing graphic examples of that. They're
riveting. They're the reason we're still talking about this guy,
not the body count." Like Seven's John Doe, the Zodiac is in it
for the publicity; the most intriguing detail of his story isn't
what he did to his relatively few verifiable victims, but rather
the likelihood that he claimed responsibility for murders he
read about in the news. "What's the one thing we know about the
Zodiac for sure?" asks a character at the end of the film. "That
he reads the Chronic