This is the kind of book that can only do more harm than good.
I suppose there is no law dictating that a serious topic is deserving of a serious tone. But in adopting a tone of flippancy, Brown is in danger of demeaning the very people she claims to be writing for: the families of victims.
Brown claims that it is her purpose to answer questions about serial killers with "no fluff, no psychobabble, and no ego trips." Well, there is no psychobabble.
Alarm bells began to ring at the title: Killing for Sport.
Okay, she claims that the "book is written as much as possible from the point of view of the predator." But this simply does not ring true.
All sport is competition with a knowing opponent. One might get a kick out of the competition itself, or the victory. An observer might find the whole spectacle entertaining. But it is rather dubious to think the sportsman is entertained during competition.
Nor can we think of the victim as the opponent, as they are an unwitting and unwilling participant.
The best analogy for serial killing must be hunting, where the object of the hunt is a hapless victim.
There just is no evidence to suggest that serial killers are simply having a jolly jape of a time. The psychotics are too out of touch with reality to be aware of what they're doing or why they're doing it; the psychopaths are very much aware of what they're doing and the feeling of power they gain from doing it. In all its many forms, entertainment is usually a form of relaxation or escape from the daily grind. Serial killing, as an activity, is neither; nor is it seen as such by either type of killer.
Take, for example, just one of the quotes from serial killers with which Brown decorates her pages:
"I don't believe in man, God, nor Devil. I hate the whole damned human race, including myself... I preyed upon the weak, the harmless and the unsuspecting. This lesson I was taught by others: Might makes right."
Carl Panzram
This does not sound like a man enjoying himself. Yet Brown reckons that "these guys all seem to follow a happy little path of destruction; and their crimes reflect it." And her tone reflects her belief that they are merely out for a good time.
An essential aspect of sport is that one's opponent at least has a 'sporting chance' of avoiding defeat. Yet Panzram admits he chose victims precisely lacking such an opportunity. Also, notice he didn't simply choose, but "preyed upon" his victims - a term more pertinent to the hunt than any sporting activity.
UK readers will know what I mean by calling this book 'The Sun's Guide to Serial Killers'.