What if Norman Bates and Norman Bates-dressed-as-his-mother were two different people? And what if they were, in fact, gay lovers on the lam in Herschell Gordon Lewis country? And what if their story was scripted by John Waters and shot like an acid-tinged episode of “Bosom Buddies” set in the glory days of free love, easy drugs and custom vans? This ludicrous scenario is the reality of SOMETIMES AUNT MARTHA DOES DREADFUL THINGS, the diabolical psychodrama with a difference.
If you enjoy watching a freaked-out hot head scream at hippies in between brutal murders -- well, there's really only this and PINK FLAMINGOS.