Look, there was little chance Psycho III was going to compare favorably to the original – a nearly flawless movie in my humble opinion. Or, frankly, even Psycho II, which somehow defied the odds by not only avoiding being a complete clusterfuck, but being a total blast.

Not every movie is going to be Psycho, and movies named Psycho III are even less likely  to be so. Then again, Psycho III isn’t really trying to be Psycho. It’s trying to be a standard slasher wearing a Norman Bates mask. And it’s pretty damn good at being that.

Here’s a poem.

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Some stains just won’t fade
Marks on the face of what’s been
Crimson against white

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