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Can you have a psycho thriller, featuring a psychiatrist even, which completely lacks in psychological insight? can you have a suspense film in which the viewer feels absolutely no emotional investment in any of the poorly drawn, weak, and idiotic characters? can you invest the first half hour of a film developing a character that you immediately thereafter terminate? can you shamelessly rip off a classic like Psycho and simply call it an homage, even if your homage stinks? Can you make a film that insults every single special interest group (gay, black, mentally ill, prostitute) all at once? Brian de Palma tries to answer all of these questions in the affirmative with this truly, truly, spectacularly awful film. If it weren't for Scarface, de Palma would be a nobody.
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