Psycho Goreman (2020)
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Psycho. Goreman. Say it out loud. I fucking squawked like a seagull when my wife found this movie. But we never pressed play—my seasoned cynic eye figured it was all flash: killer title, rad poster, but probably trash underneath.
I was wrong. So wrong. I finally watched it and—oh my—the sheer brilliance of this glorious bullshit is hard to overstate.
Tiny North American town. Cartoonish "nuclear" family living out their suburban days. Mom grinds at the hospital, dad does nothing, and the kids—about 9 or 10—are throwing a muddy ball around in the backyard. The real center of gravity? The daughter. She’s a pint-sized alpha tornado with zero fucks to give. And she stumbles across a glowing alien crystal that gives her… control over a two-meter-tall intergalactic warlord who was imprisoned eons ago and now wants to annihilate the entire universe.
So this psycho literally rips aliens to pieces—but also dances with kids, wears ridiculous human clothes, watches cartoons, and casually tears out spines again when the mood strikes. The film’s packed with gnarly practical effects, but the real star is the costuming, launching the whole thing into tokusatsu territory—think Power Rangers and vintage Godzilla.
There’s gore, there are sword fights, there are musical numbers set to Billy Idol, there are one-liners ripped straight from the Adult Swim playbook—and not a single goddamn moral in sight. And that, my friends, is pure bliss for fans of violent, ridiculous, off-the-wall comedy.
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If you nodded at more than one—yeah, this one’s got your name on it.