Another worthy inclusion on the list of the 31 Scariest Movies of All Time. Psycho is legit scary. But I think it’s another case of being a product of its time. I suppose I can’t spoil it for people? Can I? I guess I can after the jump, right? WTF am I asking you for? I’m the boss of this! So to be considerate, I will not spoil anything until after the jump. But I will post this review excerpt from Roger Ebert. I don’t care how much god hates him. I like him and respect his opinion.
What makes “Psycho” immortal, when so many films are already half-forgotten as we leave the theater, is that it connects directly with our fears: Our fears that we might impulsively commit a crime, our fears of the police, our fears of becoming the victim of a madman, and of course our fears of disappointing our mothers.
I am with him right up until the mother part. I disappoint my mother all the time. Like right now. Am I calling her? Nope! Take that, society!
Trailer after the jump. Also the spoiler that matters.
The spoiler that I was yapping about before was that Hitchcock (you do know who he is, right?) kills off the big star of the movie 1/3 of the way in. I guess to put it in perspective, it would be like if Luke Skywalker got killed by one of the chunks of Alderaan before he even got onto the Death Star. That’s a weird way to make a movie. Then again, Luke Skywalker didn’t really steal 40,000 credits from the farm before he left his planet. Damn. I’m a nerd.