
I found this movie to be entertaining, but I was almost disturbed to find it so. How many other movies have a serial killer as their protagonist and actually make you root for them? The only reason this movie gets away with such an audacious move is because of the casting of Kevin Costner in the lead role. He brings with him such likable charm, the kind we've seen across his entire career, that I'm not sure if anyone else, or even he at the beginning of his career, could have pulled this character off and made this movie work.
Costner plays the title character, a successful businessman, husband and father who has just been named man of the year by the chamber of commerce. Later that night, following the awards ceremony, he celebrates by stealthily breaking into a house and shooting dead its two occupants, in mid-coitus; the act of which brings him to an orgasmic state. It seems that along with being man of the year, Mr. Brooks is also the serial killer known as the Thumb-Print Killer. His dual-nature is shown in the movie quite literally by the character of Marshall (played with sadistic glee by William Hurt); a figment of Brooks' mind that only he can see.
A day later, Brooks is contacted by "Mr. Smith", a young man who witnessed the murders through the open window where he was spying on the couple and snapping pictures of them. Smith doesn't want money or to go to the police however, he wants to accompany Mr. Brooks on his next murder.
There are several complicated subplots. Detective Tracy Atwood (Moore), the driven police woman on the trail of the Thumb-Print Killer, is involved in a messy divorce and is also dealing with another old case. Mr. Brooks pregnant daughter turns up on their doorstep one day having dropped out of her college, where a murder has taken place. While at first several of these plots seem superfluous, they all end up tying together nicely.
Admittedly, the plot of this movie stretches the boundaries of believability several times. Coincidences abound throughout its length. And yet, none of them really bothered me because I always wanted to know what was going to happen next and the movie even managed to surprise me a few times.
One of the better things this movie has going for it is its rather dark sense of humor. Granted the humor is of a very dark nature, but if your humor leans towards the macabre, which I'll confess mine does at times, then you'll find several humorous scenes scattered throughout.
Hands down though, it is Costner that gives this movie life, as opposed to his character, who brings death to his victims. Despite the fact that he is seriously fucked up in the worst possible way, somehow you still want him to outwit Atwood and Mr. Smith. Although the movies are in no way similar in any other way, this character trait is reminiscent of Hannibal Lecter; another serial killer who, while you might want him to get his just desserts, you don't want it to be cheap or by someone less intelligent.
So far 2007 has seen a drought of good movies. Finally, for perhaps only the second time so far this year, I can actually recommend one to go see with Mr. Brooks.



















