Psycho

Anthony Perkins is so goddamn good in this. Really captures the psyche and depravity of a mentally ill serial killer. His Kubrick stare toward the end is chef’s kiss. I also appreciate how relatively deft the psychologist is in explaining his mental illness (for the times, at least). A Mindhunter-esque feature that chronicles his life and what made him who he is would be so sick. He also kind of looks like both my old roommate Evan and Pete Buttigieg. (Evan, if you somehow find this Letterboxd review by googling yourself and SEO works its magic … hey. Pete, if you see this … fart noises.) Martin Balsam in this film is one of a handful of people in history to look better with a fedora on than without.