There was a strange point in my adolescence where a friend and I had an obsession with the Psycho movie series. Series, you ask? Yep, 23 years after the Hitchcock classic came out, a low-budget sequel was released (and then a few more). What kept it interesting was that Anthony Perkins (aka Norman Bates) had stayed on board.
Anthony Perkins was a weird guy. Either that, or he was just really good at playing one. More than being just a perverted, serial-killing momma’s boy, Psycho II introduced us to Bates’ penchant for whole milk. It was a fucked up movie.
But according to John Bear, it was no less misguided than Manuel Muñoz’ What You See in the Dark, a book about the making of Psycho, which Bear reviewed for this week’s Arts section.