Seedy low-budget thriller originally released to the drive-ins as a PG-rated flick called Wheeler, but everyone on Earth, including me and your mother, prefers the title of the R-rated re-edit, Psycho from Texas. Now, you might not know what’s going on at the beginning of this movie. You also might not know what’s going on in the middle. And you might not know why there’s a mundane foot chase scene here that goes on for about thirty minutes. When it’s all over though, you’ll know that you just saw one of finest hayseed potboilers ever made for $20 in Arkansas. It’s about this longhair named Wheeler who gets hired to help out on a routine kidnap-and-ransom job involving the local millionaire oilman. Wheeler though turns out to be a slow-simmering Henry Lee Lucas-style psycho who keeps flashing back to his childhood when his mother used to sleep around and smack him around. The peak of his nastiness is when he terrorizes poor waitress Linnea Quigley (in her first film) by making her strip naked and dance while he pours beer on her head.