Psycho by Robert Bloch. A very quick read, but it's hard to imagine such a good movie came out of these pages. It's strange because, uncharacteristically of Hitchcock, the film follows the book pretty close, but the very superficial characters and average writing definitely wind it down. The only plus is seeing Norman's dialogs with her mother, which are obviously less worked on in the film, but even then it feels like a pure cliché of what a mentally ill person would think at the time.
I was hoping it would be as groundbreaking as the film but even taken on its own it's certainly not great literature. But it is thankfully short and easy to read.
I was hoping it would be as groundbreaking as the film but even taken on its own it's certainly not great literature. But it is thankfully short and easy to read.