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Psycho (1960)
Alfred Hitchcock's powerful, complex psychological thriller,
Psycho (1960) is the "mother" of all modern horror suspense
films - it single-handedly ushered in an era of inferior screen
'slashers' with blood-letting and graphic, shocking killings
(e.g., Homicidal (1961), The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974),
Halloween (1978), Motel Hell (1980), and Dressed to Kill
(1980)). While this was Hitchcock's first real horror film, he
was mistakenly labeled as a horror film director ever since.
The nightmarish, disturbing film's themes of corruptibility,
confused identities, voyeurism, human vulnerabilities and
victimization, the deadly effects of money, Oedipal murder, and
dark past histories are realistically revealed. The low-budget
($800,000), brilliantly-edited, stark black and white film came
after Hitchcock's earlier glossy Technicolor hits Vertigo (1958)
and North by Northwest (1959), and would have been more suited
for as an extended episode for his own b/w TV series Alfred
Hitchcock Presents. In fact, the film crew was from the TV show,
including cinematographer John L. Russell.
The master of suspense skillfully manipulates and guides the
audience into identifying with the main character, luckless
victim Marion (a Phoenix real-estate secretary), and then with
that character's murderer - a crazy and timid taxidermist named
Norman (a brilliant typecasting performance by Anthony Perkins).
Hitchcock's techniques voyeuristically implicate the audience
with the universal, dark evil forces and secrets present in the
film. Psycho also broke all film conventions by displaying its
leading female protagonist having a lunchtime affair in her sexy
white undergarments in the first scene; also by photographing a
toilet bowl - and flush - in a bathroom, and killing off its
major 'star' Janet Leigh a third of the way into the film (in a
shocking, brilliantly-edited shower murder scene accompanied by
screeching violins). In this film, Hitchcock's gimmicky device,
termed a MacGuffin (the thing or device that motivates the
characters, or propels the plot), is the stolen $40,000 from the
realtor's office. Marion Crane becomes a secondary MacGuffin
after her murder.
The film's screenplay by Joseph Stefano was adapted from a novel
of the same name by Robert Bloch. Remarkably, Bloch's 1959 novel
was based on legendary real-life, Wisconsin psychotic serial
killer Edward Gein, whose murderous character also inspired the
mother-obsessed farmer in Deranged (1974), the Leatherface
character in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974), and serial
killer Jame Gumb ("Buffalo Bill") in The Silence of the Lambs
(1991).
Like many of Hitchcock's films, Psycho is so very layered and
complex that multiple viewings are necessary to capture all of
its subtlety. Symbolic imagery involving stuffed birds and
reflecting mirrors are ever-present. Although it's one of the
most frightening films ever made, it has all the elements of
very dark, black comedy. This film wasn't clearly understood by
its critics when released. This taut masterpiece was followed by
three feature film sequels (none directed by Hitchcock) and
other imitations or TV films:
Title Director Comment
Psycho (1960) Alfred Hitchcock Anthony Perkins as Norman Bates
Psycho II (1983) Richard Franklin Anthony Perkins as Norman,
released from a mental hospital after 22 years
Psycho III (1986) Anthony Perkins, in his directorial debut
Anthony Perkins as Norman
Bates Motel (1987) Richard Rothstein TV pilot film, with Bud
Cort as Bates Motel manager
Psycho IV: The Beginning (1990) Mick Garris Made for Cable-TV
film, with Anthony Perkins as Norman, Henry Thomas as a young
Norman, and Olivia Hussey as Norma Bates
Psycho (1998) Gus Van Sant A 'scene-by-scene' (actually
'shot-by-shot') remake (or replication) of the original classic,
that only generated interest for the original film
The film's four Academy Award nominations failed to win Oscars:
Best Supporting Actress (Janet Leigh with her sole career
nomination), Best Director (Alfred Hitchcock with the last of
his five losing nominations), Best B/W Cinematography, and Best
B/W Art Direction/Set Decoration. Bernard Herrmann's famous and
memorable score with shrieking, harpie-like piercing violins was
un-nominated.
When the film was originally aired in theaters in mid-1960,
Hitchcock insisted in a publicity gimmick (a la P.T. Barnum)
that no one would be seated after the film had started - the
decree was enforced by uniformed Pinkerton guards. Audiences
assumed that something horrible would happen in the first few
minutes. Violence is present in only two shocking, grisly murder
scenes, the first about a third of the way through, and the
second when a Phoenix detective named Arbogast is stabbed at the
top of a flight of stairs and topples backwards down the
staircase. The remainder of the horror and suspense is created
in the mind of the audience, although the tale does include such
taboo topics as transvestism, implied incest, and hints of
necrophilia.
The bleak, monochrome film is made more effective by Bernard
Herrmann's sparse, but driving, recognizable score, first played
under the frantic credits (by Saul Bass) - shown with abstract,
gray horizontal and vertical lines that streak back and forth,
violently splitting apart the screens and causing them to
disappear. [These criss-crossing patterns are correlated to the
split, schizophrenic personality of a major protagonist.]
The film opens with the aerial-view camera sweeping left to
right along the urban skyline of "PHOENIX, ARIZONA" where some
new construction is in progress. The specific date and time are
emphasized in titles in the middle of the screen:
FRIDAY, DECEMBER THE ELEVENTH
TWO FORTY-THREE P.M
The shot pans across many skyscraper buildings, and after a
series of numerous dissolves, randomly chooses to descend and
penetrate deeper into one of many windows in a cheaper,
high-rise hotel building - the window's venetian blinds narrowly
conceal the dingy interior. There, the camera pauses at the
half-open window - and then voyeuristically intrudes into the
foreground darkness of the drab room. The camera takes a moment
to adjust to the black interior - and then pans to the right
where a post-coital, semi-nude couple have just completed a
seedy, lunch-time tryst. Attractive, single middle-aged
secretary, Marion (spelled not with an A but an O - signifying
emptiness) Crane (Janet Leigh), wearing only a prominent white
bra and slip and reclining back on a double bed, is with her
shirtless lover/fiancee Sam Loomis (John Gavin) who stands over
her. In the background is a bathroom (the first of three
bedrooms with bathrooms in the background).
Sam speaks the first line of dialogue, referring to the uneaten
lunch food on the stand - on many levels, she has lost her
appetite for their ungratifying relationship and mutual poverty.
As he kisses her and they embrace on the bed, they discuss their
"cheap" relationship and impoverishment, and their many
unresolved issues:
Sam: You never did eat your lunch did you?
Marion: I'd better get back to the office. These extended lunch
hours give my boss excess acid.
Sam: Why don't you call your boss and tell him you're taking the
rest of the afternoon off? It's Friday anyway - and hot.
Marion: What do I do with my free afternoon? Walk you to the
airport?
Sam: Well, you could laze around here a while longer.
Marion (foreshadowing a future hotel visit): Hmm. Checking out
time is 3 pm. Hotels of this sort are interested in you when you
come in, but when your time is up. Oh Sam, I hate having to be
with you in a place like this.
Sam: Married couples deliberately spend an occasional night in a
cheap hotel.
Marion: I know marriage can do a lot of things deliberately.
Sam: You sure talk like a girl who's been married.
Marion: Sam, this is the last time.
Sam: For what?
Marion: For this, meeting you in secret so we can be secretive.
You come down here on business trips. We steal lunch hours. I
wish you wouldn't even come.
Sam: All right, what do we do instead? Write each other lurid
love letters?
It's a hot, Friday afternoon [although December, it undoubtedly
looks like a summer day] and they are obviously in the midst of
a "secretive" affair in Room No. 514. She loves Sam but they can
only furtively see each other during his business trips. Sam has
flown in from a small town in California to see Marion - and
"steal lunch hours." As she rises to dress and cover up her
ample breasts, they discuss further difficulties in their fitful
relationship (characterized as more sexual than intimate). Sam
secretly enjoys the illicitness of their sleazy, "lurid" affair
and suggests seeing her the next week - and even assents to
having "lunch - in public."
In a semi-ultimatum to Sam, Marion tells him that "this is the
last time" - she will deny him further sexual couplings in
"secretive" meetings. She expresses her frustration about their
private love trysts and her real desire for marriage - she wants
chastity, respectability, and public meetings in the place she
shares with her sister (where a framed picture of her dead
"Mother" morally disapproves, presides, and judges them). [Of
course, there's another morally-disapproving, judgmental 'dead
Mother' in the film, but that comes later. One unanswered
question in the film: Did Marion spend years nursing her invalid
mother - selfless dedication that contributed to her fate as an
old maid?] He agrees to see her under the new terms of
'respectability,' although he reminds her how "a lot of sweating
out," "patience," and "hard work" would be prerequisites in a
respectable relationship [Marion's sister later tellingly
asserts: "Patience doesn't run in my family"]:
Marion: Oh, we can see each other. We can even have dinner, but
respectably. In my house, with my mother's picture on the
mantel, and my sister helping me broil a big steak for three.
Sam: And after the steak, do we send sister to the movies, turn
Momma's picture to the wall?
Marion: Sam!
Sam: (begrudgingly) All right. Marion, whenever it's possible I
want to see you and under any circumstances, even
respectability.
Marion: You make respectability sound disrespectful.
Sam: Oh no, I'm all for it. But it requires patience,
temperance, with a lot of sweating out. Otherwise though, it's
just hard work. But if I could see you and touch you, you know,
simply as this, I won't mind. (He nibbles at her neck.)
Sam, a small-town (Fairvale, California) hardware store
proprietor, is also frustrated and self-pitying because of his
money worries - he is a financial martyr, burdened by his
father's debts and the alimony he must pay to his ex-wife. She
proposes marriage directly (she is still a spinster and stuck in
the same job after ten years) - and poignantly describes her
willingness to share a life of cash-strapped hardship with him.
But annoyingly, he balks at the thought, refusing because he
doesn't want her to live in poverty and because he believes he
must first pay off his debts over the next couple years. She
threatens to leave him and thinks she may find "somebody
available" to take his place and end her fears of being a fallen
woman:
Sam: I'm tired of sweating for people who aren't there. I sweat
to pay off my father's debts and he's in his grave. (Sam has
walked in front of a fan with spinning blades.) I sweat to pay
my ex-wife's alimony and she's living on the other side of the
world somewhere.
Marion: I pay too. They also pay who meet in hotel rooms. [This
line evokes the famous last line of Milton's sonnet, On His
Blindness: "They also serve who only stand and wait."]
Sam: A couple years and my debts will be paid off. If she
remarries, the alimony stops.
Marion: I haven't even been married once yet.
Sam: Yeah, but when you do, you'll swing.
Marion: Oh Sam, let's get married! (They kiss and embrace.)
Sam: Yeah. And live with me in a storeroom behind a hardware
store in Fairvale? We'll have lots of laughs. I'll tell you
what. When I send my ex-wife her alimony, you can lick the
stamps.
Marion: I'll lick the stamps.
Sam: Marion, you want to cut this off, go out and find yourself
somebody available?
Marion: I'm thinking of it.
Sam: How could you even think a thing like that?
Unhappy and unfulfilled in her unsanctified relationship, Marion
rejects his idea to take the afternoon off and rushes back to
her storefront real estate office - she is anxious about being
late.
[Director Hitchcock, wearing a ten-gallon hat, makes his cameo
appearance on the Phoenix sidewalk facing away from the window
of the realty office.] She is relieved that her boss Mr. George
Lowery (Vaughn Taylor) is not back from lunch, but she suffers
from a headache (brought on by her perennial problems with Sam).
[Behind her in the office is a framed picture of a barren,
desert scene]:
Headaches are like resolutions. You forget them as soon as they
stop hurting.
She listens to her recently-married co-worker Caroline (Patricia
Hitchcock, Hitchcock's real-life daughter) chatter about her
interfering, nagging mother, who had suggested that her doctor
prescribe tranquilizers for her wedding day to protect her (from
the anguish of losing her virginity and having sex?) - her
mother's nosiness angered her proprietary groom/husband Teddy.
[Scenes of frigid winter are displayed behind her.] Caroline
offers Marion a tranquilizer rather than an aspirin for her
headache.
My mother's doctor gave them to me the day of my wedding. Teddy
was furious when he found out I'd taken tranquilizers.
Mirrors are ever-present throughout the film - Marion checks out
her appearance and applies lipstick using a small compact mirror
from her purse. Mr. Lowery arrives shortly afterwards with an
important, wealthy (and inebriated) millionaire - a cowboy-hatted
customer named Mr. Tom Cassidy (Frank Albertson). He is an
oil-lease man who is sweating from the heat and complaining
about the weather: "Wow! It's as hot as fresh milk." The salty
oilman suggests that Lowery should "air-condition...up" his
employees, because he "can afford it today." Mr. Cassidy has
just proudly bought a house on Harris Street for his "sweet
little girl" - his 18 year old, soon-to-be-married daughter
("baby"):
Tomorrow's the day my sweet little girl - (He leers over at
Marion) - Oh, oh, not you - my daughter, a baby. And tomorrow
she stands her sweet self up there and gets married away from
me. I want you to take a look at my baby. Eighteen years old,
and she never had an unhappy day in any one of those years.
Flirting with Marion, he sits on her desk, and sensing that
Marion is unhappy and feeling deprived with his talk of
marriage, gloats about his wealth and his easing of life's pains
through buy-offs:
You know what I do about unhappiness? I buy it off. Are, uh, are
you unhappy?
Marion answers that she isn't "inordinately" unhappy - although
she is uncomfortably reminded of her unmarried status and other
deprivations. Then, the vulgar client takes out the $40,000 in
cold, hard cash for the house purchase for his "respectable"
married daughter as a wedding present, and boastfully waves and
flops it around in front of his audience. He domineeringly
explains how virile the money makes him:
Now, that's, that's not buying happiness. That's just buying off
unhappiness. I never carry more than I can afford to lose.
He tosses the money on Marion's desk, but the money is not for
her - but for Cassidy's daughter's wedding dowry (although she
is challenged and tempted by the money earmarked for a bride's
house - she feels more entitled to it than the pampered
daughter). It is an awkward, discomfiting sight for Marion who
has just left her impecunious lover/partner whom she is unable
to marry for lack of money. Caroline is astonished by Cassidy's
brash proposition: "I declare!" Cassidy even brags about how he
doesn't rightfully 'declare' his illicitly-obtained money to the
government - an obvious illegality: "I don't. That's how I get
to keep it."
Lowery is worried about so much cash out in the open: "A cash
transaction of this size is most irregular," but Cassidy assures
him: "Aw, so what. It's my private money. Now it's yours." [His
transference of the 'dirty' private funds to Lowery suggests
that Marion's boss may keep the cash transaction undeclared.]
The loud-mouthed Cassidy embarrasses the real estate boss by
exposing the presence of something else hidden away and
unrevealed - a bottle in the desk in his office. He persuades
Lowery to take him into the inner air-conditioned office for a
drink. Lowery instructs Marion to put the large amount of cash
in a bank's safe deposit box over the weekend: "I don't even
want it in the office over the weekend. Put it in the safe
deposit box in the bank."
Caroline is jealous that Cassidy flirted with her colleague [Her
'respectable' marriage must be somewhat desperate and
unfulfilling.]:
He was flirting with you. I guess he must have noticed my
wedding ring.
Both women touch and handle the naughty, filthy money, and then
Marion puts it into an envelope, wraps it up and sticks it in
her purse. She is granted permission to go straight home after
the bank deposit because of her headache. Although she expects
to be "in bed" all weekend, Cassidy thinks she needs an escape
and propositions her with an invitation:
What you need is a weekend in Las Vegas, the playground of the
world!
As she leaves, Marion refuses tranquilizers a second time from
her co-worker: "You can't buy off unhappiness with pills." [But
obviously, can't her unhappiness be bought off with money?] As
she leaves the office, her shadow follows after her.
In the next scene, Marion's shadow precedes her. In a moment of
weakness and impulse, she has been tempted to bring the money
home to her small bedroom instead of to the bank. (Her sister is
away for the weekend in Tucson to "do some buying.") Again in
partial undress wearing only a black bra and slip [after the
theft, her underclothes turn black - signifying her darkness],
Marion repeatedly and apprehensively eyes the money in a fat
envelope lying on the bed (where she told Lowery and Cassidy she
would spend the weekend). The camera zooms in and cuts back and
forth to the envelope more than once. Next to it is her packed
suitcase, ready for a trip. [Behind her in this second bedroom
in the film is another bathroom - this one with the shower head
particularly noticeable. Also, more mirrors and windows and
pictures looking down from the wall - two of her as a baby,
another of her deceased parents. She has redirected the money
intended by Cassidy for his "baby" to her own maternal instincts
- her wish to be married to Sam, have respectable sex and raise
a family.] She stares long and hard at herself in the dresser
mirror. Although she appears casually indifferent and secure in
the presence of the money, she nervously finishes packing and
closes her full suitcase.
She sits down on the bed, stares with desire at the money, and
tries to stop herself from doing something she knows is shameful
and wrong - something that is not "respectable." But she can't
control her sinful, obsessive-compulsive behavior. Because her
suitcase is already full and shut, she stuffs the envelope in
her purse (with other important papers) and then leaves.
While driving out of Phoenix toward Fairvale, California in her
black car, Marion stares straight ahead and trance-like while
imagining that she is on her way to elope with Sam with the
large sum of cash with which to finance her elopement and
marriage. She hears a conversation with a startled Sam who is
surprised to see her in Fairvale - with pilfered money for their
salvation. His startled, echoing voice speaks in her head. With
an uneasy reaction to her appearance, he would undoubtedly
reject her solution to their problem:
Marion, what in the world, what are you doing up here? Of course
I'm glad to see you. I always am. What is it, Marion?
Their conversation is cut short and interrupted. Significantly,
she cannot finish talking with him.
While waiting at a stoplight, her boss (and Cassidy) pass by in
the cross-walk in front of her. He at first smiles and nods when
recognizing her, and leaves the frame of the windshield.
Likewise, she smiles - nervously. But then he stops, turns and
furrows his brow at her. Mr. Lowery is puzzled and concerned to
see her in her car when she was supposed to be home sick.
Likewise, her face turns frozen after realizing that she has
been caught. Bernard Herrmann's jarring music begins to play,
slashing at her. She pulls away, gulps hard, and looks back -
her conscience already gnawing away.
Unnerved but still drifting along irrationally, Marion drives
her dark-toned car toward Fairvale from Phoenix and it turns to
dusk and nighttime. She repeatedly looks into her rear-view
mirror - symbolically checking out her own inner thoughts. She
blinks her tired eyes and tries to avoid the glare of headlights
of oncoming cars - spotlighting her crime.
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