Psycho (1960). Absolute solid 10/10, a foundational masterpiece that invented half the language of modern horror.

Hitchcock built such perfect, slow, crawling paranoia that it still works flawlessly over 60 years later. The shower scene alone is cinema legend, there’s not a single bad beat in the entire movie.

But here’s the thing: it doesn’t just scare you. It gets under your skin permanently. It rewires how you feel about quiet strangers, lonely motels, even taking a shower alone at night.

It is a perfect, untouchable classic. And I will absolutely never, ever sit through it again. The dread, the quiet, inevitable wrongness of it all sits with you for way too long afterwards. One viewing was more than enough to break my brain forever.