A disturbed ex-nun (Diana Scarwid) and a musician (Jeff Fahey) find themselves at the Bates Hotel where Norman (Anthony Perkins) is still having problems with his mother. Norman is attracted to the ex-nun, who reminds him of the girl “mother” killed twenty-two years earlier. While the musician and a reporter try to dig up a story, people start to die.
Quick Review: Ignoring that this is in any way connected to the horror classic, Psycho, (the comparison would crush it without further comment) and taking it for what it is, it still fails. It had possibilities. The relationship between Norman and the ex-nun had depth, and considering they were both loony, opened up vistas of slashing fun, none of which was seen. The repeated use of religious icons also appeared to be going somewhere interesting, but stopped short. Instead, we get meaningless Slasher deaths (the victims are hardly identified), a ludicrous voiceover from the musician at the beginning of the film (but in no other parts), characters acting in only the stupidest ways (if you know someone is a multiple murderer, would you threaten him in an enclosed area, alone, without a weapon?) and an ending that makes the film pointless.