Newlyweds Rosemary and Guy Woodhouse move into their first
apartment as husband and wife and Rosemary is ecstatic with happiness. But that
is before she meets their neighbours. Minnie and Roman are seemingly just an
over-friendly old couple who take a quick shine to the Woodhouses. Shortly
after meeting them, Guy ceases to be a struggling actor and is offered the lead
in a career-catapulting play. Soon after that, Rosemary falls pregnant and the
happy honeymooning stage is over as Guy begins acting very strangely, the
neighbours become very obsessive over Rosemary, and her pregnancy harbours some
unpleasant, unnatural, symptoms.
A beautifully crafted horror movie that shows
more than first meets the eye Rosemary’s
Baby is a film that you definitely should see more than once to really
appreciate the magnitude of its brilliance. Underlying its initial story of a
Faustian deal made with the Devil, are explorations of themes such as
motherhood, the mystery of ‘woman’, the disintegration of marriage, and that existential
fear that you can never truly trust anyone. And all this is wrapped in classic
Polanski fashion of sinister comedy, suspense, familiarity, wonderful
performances, and that gorgeous low-budget sheen of 1960s cinema.
Possibly the
best thing about this movie, and the thing that makes it so frightening, is the
fact that all the characters and the settings are very familiar. Not
intertextually or generically recognisable, but familiar on a personal level.
The décor of the neighbours’ house, all the characters themselves, they could
be your own next-door neighbours or the people from the house down the street.
It’s this familiarity that plays on that deep-seated fear and question of trust
that the film explores so intimately: can we ever really trust anyone? Rosemary
is the proxy for practically every member of the audience, the everywoman
living the worse case scenario: she can’t trust her neighbours, her doctor, or
even her own husband.
Mia Farrow delivers a marvellous performance as Rosemary
and her transformation throughout the movie is just one other thing that adds
to its creepiness. Beginning the film as the pretty blonde with the wispy
voice, during her pregnancy she is transformed into a gaunt-faced,
sallow-skinned, shrieking woman who is thin as a soap bubble. Her
shoulder-length hair of the beginning being cut into a butch pixie cut really
pronounces her angular cheekbones and how they protrude away from her hollow
cheeks: it’s really striking and startling.
John Cassavetes as Guy plays the
handsome but selfish and career-driven dickhead perfectly and his slow decline
into fear, helplessness and hopelessness is subtle but still noticeable,
particularly in the scene where the baby starts moving for the first time; his
fear and disgust counteracting Rosemary’s joy.
Starring Ruth Gordon, Sidney
Blackmer, Maurice Evans, Ralph Bellamy, Victoria Vetri, Patsy Kelly, Elisha
Cook Jr., Emmaline Henry, Hanna Landy, Phil Leeds, D’Urville Martin, Hope
Summers, and Charles Grodin, Rosemary’s
Baby is a chilling but masterful film filled with romance, drama, suspense,
horror, and comedy. I have no doubt that multiple viewings will only enhance
the genius of this film rather than deplete it and I look forward to watching
it again and uncovering more Polanski gems that may be hidden within the folds
of this impressionable and great film.
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