Unless the ambition of Psychopaths is to motivate Michael Haneke to remake Funny Games for a second time, its efforts are gravely misplaced.

None more so than another standout performance from [Ashley] Bell as a Fifties-obsessed fractured mind, who flips from nightclub chanteuse, to Donna Reed homemaker, to carving knife slasher in the blink of an eye.

There's so little substance or originality to this lurid, abstract affair that it comes off as simply a faded grindhouse collage.