The Norman Bates storyline is yet-again milked for the tiny remnants that it has left. The script is dreadful and has a flow of lines that would only seem good if a 14-year-old was having their first crack at writing. However, it is balanced out by the very weak acting. The synthesizer score might have seemed like a natural choice in 1986 but I imagine it was just cheap. And, boy, does it convey that.
The quality of this film is so low that all it can do is rely on camera angles, lines and flashbacks from the original rock that it started from. That looks like a very mined rock now.
The quality of this film is so low that all it can do is rely on camera angles, lines and flashbacks from the original rock that it started from. That looks like a very mined rock now.