Psycho A Movie Review	MPAA Rated - R It's 1:45 Long A Review by The Dude on the Right

Movie purists sometimes idolize Alfred Hitchcock, his ability to paint an image, to spell-bind, and use of cinematography and dialogue. And all of those things are true, but as a movie-goer, I just never cared for "Psycho." I'm not sure why, but that's just me. As I sat in the theater watching the new version, well, I can still say I never cared for "Psycho."

The story, in case you didn't know, goes something like this: Marion Crane (Anne Heche) steals a bunch of money from her job to help her boyfriend get out of debt so they can live happily ever after. On her travels to her boyfriend she gets sleepy and ends up at the Bates Motel where Norman Bates (Vince Vaughn) takes a liking to her. He can't have her, he's a little, well, psycho, and kills her. It's now noticed that Marion hasn't shown up to work, her boss wants his money back so he hires a private detective to find her, her sister, Lila (Julianne Moore) is worried and works with her boyfriend, Sam (Viggo Mortensen) to find her when the detective disappears. Well, after some scary music, a spider crawling around a face, and an arrest, the truth comes out and the bodies are found.

Sure, there are some more twists and turns, but that is the gist of the story. But is it any good? You know, as I'm writing this, I think I figured out why "Psycho" never scared me that much - as a product of the younger generation I think I've become desensitized to implied imagery or fear. "Psycho" became famous for its shower scene - famous for not actually showing the butchering of Marion by Norman, and famous for the suspense aspect of which Hitchcock was famous for. But, maybe because I've grown up seeing or reading about psychos in the news, a brutal murder by a guy with a few screws loose doesn't seem all that out of the ordinary anymore.

Alright, sorry for that digression, back the film being good or bad. I'd say it's neither. Some things bothered me, like the fact that the movie opens stating the year is 1998, which could nicely account for the cars and walkman, but everything else in the film screamed '60's. Even the colorized look of the film seemed bland. Give me 1998, or give me 1960, but don't give me using 1998 as a reason not to dig up some old cars. The acting in the film was pretty decent, but Heche didn't seem to be able to change her emotions, or make them believable, as Marion.

So, I'll wrap this up by giving "Psycho" 2 ½ stars out of 5. I still don't care for it, but I will give Gus Van Sant credit to have the guts to remake a film, for the most part, shot by shot, and line by line.

That's it for this one, I'm The Dude on the Right!! L8R!!