Watching the Remake with an Open Mind
Perhaps not many people could say that they saw the Gus Van Sant's remake BEFORE they ever watched the original. Even less people would tell you they sat down to watch the 1998 film knowing NOTHING about Psycho. Well, guess what, I'm one of those people who actually saw the remake first while knowing nothing about the Psycho phenomenon or its plot or its legendary shocks and twists. Let me tell you a little bit about that viewing experience.
In 1998, I was still a kid who only recently started taking interest in cinema. My absolute favorites at the time were Brian de Palma's "hitchcockian" thrillers, namely Dressed to Kill, Carrie and Blow Out. Especially Dressed to Kill, which, as I've heard at the time, was an homage to the greatest Hitchcock's film called Psycho.
Naturally I got curious to see that movie since anything "hitchcockian" became synonymous with "good cinema" to me. I was dying to see what an actual Hitchcock's film was like. To tell you the truth, there were only two things I knew about Psycho prior to seeing it: 1) I knew there was some horror; 2) and I knew there was a certain scene where a woman was getting attacked while taking a shower.
At the time I was living in a small town and was unable to find a copy of Psycho right away. One day while looking at the shelves at my local video store I came across something strange: it was a film called Psycho -- but it was a new film. The VHS cover featured an over-the-top image that you all know featuring the hand, the blood and the shower curtain. So I figured, even though it's not a Hitchcock's film, it's certainly "hitchcockian". I'll give it a go!
The adventures of Anne Heche (I just can't call her Marion Crane) didn't seem exciting from the very start. They were dull and simply unconvincing. She didn't seem unhappy and desperate to start a new life AT ALL. She looked perfectly fine with her life. In the opening scene with Viggo Mortensen it seemed as if she was barely interested in continuing a relationship with him, let alone marry him. And the next thing we know, she steals forty thousand dollars for him? Give me a break.
This "private trap" that she deliberately stepped into just didn't look like a trap -- more like a pointless adventure she embarked on purely to spice up her life. As a result, her character was completely unappealing and uninteresting to me -- I wasn't able to sympathise with her whatsoever, or at least understand her motives. Throughout her stupid adventure she looked like she was actually ENJOYING this ordeal that she put herself through. And then she went to take a shower...
I had no idea what the shower scene would be like, how it would play out, who would attack her and how, what weapon would be used, etc. But the moment that ridiculously grotesque figure opened the shower curtain I couldn't really take this scene very seriously. Thankfully Anne Heche's character was now dead, so hopefully we were about to focus on some more interesting characters? Of course not. All we had was Vince Vaughn in an annoying attempt to look mentally disturbed. And one-dimensional supporting characters. The worst moment of this whole film is the image of Vince Vaughn in a dress -- and the preceding shot of a spider crawling over the Mother's skull. This is just camp at its laziest.
Some time later I watched the original film and was blown away by just how great (and different from the remake) it was. The most amazing thing is how Marion played by Leigh and Marion played by Heche are two completely different characters, even though they have the same lines and take the same actions. After seeing the original, the color scheme of the 1998 version started to look simply inappropriate to me. Those excessive colors only make the movie look even more artificial. So many little things in the remake seem uncalled for: from Heche's red nail polish -- to her stupid orange umbrella that she bothers using to protect her skin from the sunlight while she's meant to be distressed running from authorities; from the ultra-fancy shower curtain and showerhead (in a cheap motel) to Julianne Moore's yellow headphones. The most random little thing is probably the Mother's long fingernail in the shower scene -- you can see it when the knife is "stabbing the screen".
The unusual narrative of Psycho -- I mean the unexpected switch of a main character -- which is so effective in the original film, is completelely useless in the remake, because both of the main characters are completely dull.
So that's what is was like watching the 1998 version with a completely open mind. It's rather mediocre if you haven't seen the original -- and it's painfully terrible if you're familiar with Hitchcock's masterpiece. No surprises here, right?