Gus van Sant does a shot-for-shot remake, with Anne Heche as Marion, the thief and philanderer, and Vince Fucking Vaughn as Norman Bates. With Viggo Mortensen on the cast, as the married boyfriend!

The other secondary characters are all veteran actors.

This is a good film, but completely redundant and a little offensive, feels like grave robbing and taxidermy of a perfectly good film.

It someone told me this was the result of a bet, I would believe it. There’s just no reason to do this.

Meta-commentary on how everything is a remake, there’s nothing mew under the sun, yada yada? I am not sophisticated enough to enjoy that kind of meta-narratives.


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Ephemera of Vision