Stellar cast, fascinating story. Kevin Kostner and William Hurt are brilliant. Although there are few truly sympathetic characters, the story makes up for that. Can killing be as much of an addiction as alcoholism or drug addiction? For some people, perhaps it can. If you realize that is what your life is going to be, what do you do? What if you pass some mutated gene alone to your child that causes her to become a killer, too? So many questions, so few answers because there are no real answers. Brilliant writing. Superb cast. Can't ask for more.

 I knew nothing at all about this film. It certainly draws you in and Mr. Costner and Mr. Hurt are wonderful as the flip sides of each other. Demi Moore is Demi Moore and it's an odd role - a cop who's also apparently a multi-millionaire in the middle of a divorce where the idiot hubby is trying to bleed her for as much as he can get. And then there's the photographer who has the goods on Mr. Brooks but only wants to blackmail him for the thrill of getting to accompany him. Where his story goes is just one of many unbelievably silly things in the film, including the sub-sub plot of the escaped prisoner that Demi sent up coming after her. I mean, what story are we telling here? Oh, and the daughter of Mr. Brooks who might just be a chip off the old block. The director kindly veers away from any overt violence until the final fifteen minutes, when he attempts and fails to become Martin Scorsese and do the end of Taxi Driver, with completely over-the-top gore. In the end, one wonders if the director/writer was just having us on, making a satire, or what. But the true oddity with this film is that despite all that it's kind of enjoyable.