365 Films
Entry #64
Psycho (1998)
Directed by Gus Van Sant
For several years I thought I had the perfect explanation for
why Gus Van Sant’s shot for shot Psycho
remake was worthwhile. “It’s like
a post modern experiment…man!” I’d
offer to a sea of disapproving eyes.
“He made it precisely so that it would fail. To prove that you can copy something note for note and still
not capture the essence of what made it special in the first place. He’s proven that remakes are
worthless…man!” I cobbled this
together from some vague, off-hand remarks Van Sant made in interviews combined
with the fact that when I first saw the new Psycho, I had become quite endeared
to Mr. Van Sant and refused to believe somebody so talented would make such an
inferior product. Time has passed
and I no longer hold my bull-headed positions pertaining to the worthiness of
this film. There is a very simple
and direct answer that nearly destroys my entire position: it’s not a shot for
shot remake. Key elements in the
movie have been altered not only for the late 90’s setting, but also
stylistically in terms of its presentation. Major decisions were also poorly handled in terms of
casting, which is the film’s real fatal flaw. Vince Vaughn and Anne Heche were nobody’s first choice to
fill in the iconic performances of Anthony Perkins and Janet Leigh yet in their
defense, it seems as though they were cast out to sea without a life
preserver. As if Van Sant never
bothered to share with them what he was trying to do in the first place. I say all this as a way of a disclaimer
stating I have no intention of trying to convince anybody that this is a
picture worthy of re-examination or a better reputation. It’s a failure through and through, to
be sure and there’s really nobody to blame for this except Van Sant. Good Will Hunting blew open several
doors of opportunity for him and with all that cache he attempted this as his follow up? But that is precisely the reason I am
including it on this list. One of
several reasons actually, the most significant of which hangs around my neck
like an albatross of shame and embarrassment: I had not seen Hitchcock’s
version prior to seeing this one. There,
I said it, get out your pitchforks and start storming the barn with torches, I
am 100% guilty of this cinematic crime.
The other is that this film first introduced to me to the idea of a
subversive experiment masquerading as a wide-release major studio
production. Van Sant copied not
just the film, but also the pomp and circumstance of the release surrounding it,
including not screening the film for critics and following Hitchcock’s rules
about not letting late attendees into the theater. Although it can never be proven, one can’t help but think
Hitchcock himself might have at least been tickled by the idea of a shot for
shot remake of one of his own films.
The man was as merrily a cinematic prankster as they come (more on him
later of course). Therefore it
soon followed that I became as fascinated by Hitchock as I was by Van Sant, I
can’t deny where I got my first exposure, can I? I might never be able to excuse Van Sant’s Psycho but I will
never be able to entirely dismiss it either. Even though the argument doesn’t entirely hold up and Van
Sant himself has admitted other reasons for his decision (one of which is an
attempt to make the film more accessible to the modern audience…ugh), Psycho
remains a fascinating experiment in the mysterious process of filmmaking. It helped me understand that sometimes
a cinematic enterprise need not be taken at face value, and that sometimes major
studios spend an absurd amount of money on projects that have absolutely no
reason for existing. There’s never
an easy way to learn that lesson and Psycho is proof.
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