From Willamette Week, 5/30/07:
Kevin Costner, why you got to hate on PDX? In Mr. Brooks, Costner plays the title character, a successful, bowtied Portland businessman who’s a magnate in the ever-so-exciting cardboard-box manufacturing industry—and just so happens to enjoy killing Portlanders on the side. Juggling his personal family life with his insatiable appetite for blood, he roams the streets at night, from Wentworth Chevytown to the Cup & Saucer Café, in search of his next victims. So what’s the big gimmick? Brooks has got a bad dose o’ the split personalities, and he’s followed around by his alter-ego Marshall (played by William Hurt, in full monotoned and balding glory), always by his side to egg on the dastardly deeds. Mr. Brooks might be a shitty movie—no, it is a shitty movie—but at least there are a few guilty pleasures buried within. For one: Moviegoers get to watch Kevin Costner slice Dane Cook’s throat with a shovel. That might be worth the price of admission in and of itself. Either way, it’s a hell of a lot more entertaining than seeing Costner drink his own piss.
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