My rating: 1 of 5 stars
Psycho was what pulp fiction can be. This lame sequel is what happens when an author tries to take it to another level.
I don't think anyone was asking for all the psychological insight, the commentary on violence in the media, the studio executives. I don't care about any of that. All I cared about was Norman Bates who leaves the book at 20% and doesn't come back until 96%.
The actor who is working undercover in a gay male strip club with Burt Reynolds and John Travolta is never heard from again. The studio heads have such similar characters that they all run together. There's a lot of problems with this book.
I heard this was a better sequel than the movie. Incorrect.
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