Yes, Roman Polanski is
a horrible creep that should rot in exile forever, but that doesn’t mean that
we as a culture should throw Rosemary’s Baby out with the bathwater. Adapted
from Ira Levin’s somewhat satirical novel, the film (as if you didn’t know
already) follows a young New York City woman (Mia Farrow in her signature role
and look) who, after becoming pregnant under unsettling circumstances, suspects
that she and her unborn child have become the target of witches. Aside from
being a cracking bit of mystery and suspense, the film is a fantastic snapshot
of 60s New York, Polanski contrasting the hip modernity of his main couple (who
includes a deliciously oily John Cassavettes) against the old world apartment
building they have recently inhabited. Adding to the creepy fun are elderly
neighbors Sidney Blackmer and Ruth Gordon, with Gordon her usual brassy,
loveable self but with an added sinister edge. It’s the rare genre offering
that is equal parts terror and delight, which makes it the perfect Halloween
movie for those who enjoy a good scare but get squeamish around blood n’ guts. 

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