Psycho II (1983)
After twenty-two years they let him out of the home, then he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones... basically. After being declared sane, Norman Bates returns to the motel (which seems like a bad idea, seeing as that's where he went crazy... also, they probably should have shut the place down after seven murders were committed there) and starts hanging out with Meg Tilley. Then a bunch of people get stabbed. Is it Norman committing the murders, or someone trying to frame him/drive him crazy? Who the fuck cares.
I don't even remember what happened at the end of this movie. There was some shocking revelation about something, but I don't think it really made sense.
I watched all the Psycho-sequels in rapid succession and am having a little bit of trouble telling them apart. They all have basically the same plot line.
This movie wasn't skull-numbingly bad. Compared to the other sequels, it was pretty good. It was just kind of dull and annoying. I was annoyed pretty much through the entire movie.
It kind of made me want to watch the original Psycho again. Which isn't a bad thing. I like that movie more every time I watch it.
This movie is just inferior all around, and every time it references or recreates a scene from the original film, it draws attention to its inferiority.
And you know, Anthony Perkins was really annoying. He was so cute in the first one (I'm sorry, I've always kind of had a thing for Norman Bates - if only he wasn't a serial killer, you know? He's just so dorky), but here, I dunno, he was just irritating.
Ugh. Unnecessary sequel. I guess this makes me a Psycho-snob, bitching and whining about how disgraceful this film was. It was disgraceful, dammit. I mean, what the hell was up with this movie?
Fuck man, I don't really care. Whatever.
Directed by: Richard Franklin. Written by: Tom Holland. Starring: Anthony Perkins, Meg Tilley, Vera Miles, Robert Loggia, Dennis Franz, Hugh Gillin, Claudia Bryar