This movie didn’t scare me. Ha.
Yes, like the picture above, it did shock me, but I almost expected that. Rosemary’s Baby is one weird movie.
The story revolves around Rosemary Woodhouse and her actor husband, Guy (Mia Farrow, Hannah and Her Sisters, and John Cassavetes). They move into an apartment building in New York City, and it’s not long before one of Rosemary’s neighbors commits suicide. This leads the two to meet the Castevets, a cute elderly couple… who give Rosemary the same charm as the woman who died.
Soon, Guy lands a big part through the misfortune of another, and he wants to conceive a child with Rosemary. Maybe the guy’s excited. I don’t want to spoil much after this point, but Rosemary is definitely raped by Satan. Not even kidding.
The film was written and directed by Roman Polanski, based on a novel by Ira Levin, and the man’s famous eccentricities are at work here. Often, the shots can be so close as to warp the outer regions, and as Rosemary becomes more frightened of her neighbors, there is an obvious claustrophobia at work. I was expecting this film to be terrifying, but it was made with such prowess as to leave me more impressed than afraid.
I don’t disagree that this film is a classic. It should be. It’s so weird that I kind of loved it. (What is it about Satanism that makes for such compelling, creepy films?) This film puts you under its spell and doesn’t let go, and on that note, happy Sunday.
Rosemary’s Baby is available on Amazon Prime.