Review – Mr. Brooks

The only way this movie sustains itself for two solid hours is to keep introducing plotlines. Without getting into an argument about what the main plot is and what’s a subplot, this thing has at least five going before it draws to a close. And more complicated isn’t better. Kevin Costner stars as a serial killer who talks to an imaginary friend (William Hurt). After he’s seen during a murder, he picks up an unwanted sidekick (Dane Cook). And to make matters worse, he’s got a savvy cop (Demi Moore) on his trail. Of course she has problems of her own, including a messy divorce and an escaped convict out for her blood. Meanwhile, our murdering hero’s daughter drops out of college and … well, I think you see what kind of mess this turns into. They spent a lot of money on this thing, but for every emotionally-satisfying moment (about which I can’t really write without spoiling the story) there are dozens that bemuse or actively annoy. See if desperate