...and really not worth your bother, "Psychos in Love" will likely remain notable for two reasons, and two reasons only: make-up artist Jennifer "Street Trash" Aspinall's participation, and the absurdist hook of two serial killers with a mutual loathing for grapes. Beyond that, it's a regrettable mess, chock full of boring dialog, hapless actors, and all the production value of a slapdash student film. Don't be fooled; this pitiful excuse for a movie fails utterly to live up to the promise of its title. The leads evince no chemistry whatsoever, deliver their lines like they're reading from cue cards, and thankfully went nowhere significant in their careers. Small recompense to anyone who sits through this dreck.
I paid nothing to view this, but still feel ripped off.
I paid nothing to view this, but still feel ripped off.