Bizarre film that uses 'Psycho' as a launching pad to stare into the eye of the flame and confront ideas of trauma and dependence. Takes some detours into the world of Catholic mortification before stopping at the disco inferno for good measure. One nasty murder aside it's very tame and far more interested in the scars of psychology than of the flesh.
"Donald’s mind teeters around dangerous activities in order to ease his repression; particularly searching out for women in random mundane locations, bringing them home, hanging them right side up in a personally installed steel plated room and burning them alive with a flamethrower." - The best movie synopsis I've ever read. I so need to see this.