Quite possibly the finest horror film ever made, this is the brilliant adaptation of Ira Levin's novel about a young couple nervously expecting their first child.
(*Possible Spoilers!*) - OK. Let me get this right - Struggling (but not starving) NYC actor, Guy Woodhouse, is such an unfathomable, low-life, scumbag that (get this!) within the very first evening of meeting his creepy neighbour, Roman Castevets (aka. Steven Marcato) he secretly agrees to offer up his clueless wife, Rosemary, to Satan so that this monster can fornicate with and, yes, ejaculate into her.
And in exchange for this generous donation to the devil of the unenlightened Rosemary, Guy, in turn, is promised great success as a Broadway stage actor (whether he's got any real talent, or not).
You know, you'd honestly think that the totally self-centred Guy would have at least been somewhat more ambitious about his career goal and had demanded that the demon-worshippers had offered him a position as a powerful political figure (like, maybe, a state Senator, or something), instead of settling for the part of being a crummy, little actor.
And, with that said - You'd really think that the Satanists would have strongly encouraged Guy to go into politics, as well. I mean, what the hell good could a nothing stage-actor be to a bunch of first-rate bastards who kissed the very ground that Lucifer walked on?
And, on top of all of that demented bargaining business - You'd also honestly think that Roman and his idiotic brethren would have been able to have rounded up a real hot babe who was actually more than willing to screw with the devil, rather than all of this deceitful nonsense of using the totally ignorant Rosemary and, thus, putting her (and all of us viewers, as well) through all of this bull.
Like, c'mon, folks - If you ask me - This film's over-long and boring story of 135 minutes was utterly brain-dead from start to finish. It really was.
The sinister scares that took place in this grossly over-rated Horror/Thriller from 1968 were so few, and far between, that they were almost non-existent.
Basically, all that this movie ended up being was just one long, drawn-out build-up to a totally disappointing finale where, after sitting through well-over 2 hours of nonsense, we never even got a single glimpse of the demon-baby, anyway.
When people speak about Rosemary's Baby, the word "atmospheric" is how I've often heard many of them enthusiastically gush and rave over it. But about the only "atmosphere" that I detected while watching this over-long movie was that of claustrophobia and boredom.
Rosemary's Baby was yet another modern-day tale of Satanism. This time the inanity was set in New York City.
I really wouldn't waste my time with this one. All the great stuff that people told me about it certainly wasn't the least bit true.
Watched this w/ friends. Heard it was really good. I thought the music was amazing, acting was AMAZING, but the script was awful. Wasn't even scary, shouldn't be considered a horror movie. Most parts were really predictable. But again the music was so scary.
Claustrophobic. Creepy. Lovely Mia Farrow. Sweet Ruth Gordon. Oh, wait, she may be a member of a witches coven, but that's the danger of living in gorgeous apartment in New York City. Still disturbing.
If you liked Rosemary's Baby you'll also like The Changeling from 1980 (not to be confused with the 2008 Angelina Jolie movie). A great, classic "horror" movie that's best watched on a cold October night.
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While I think there are a few problems with the plot, this classic horror movie is pretty great at being unnerving.
Creepy, I thought it should have been better though.
Quite possibly the finest horror film ever made, this is the brilliant adaptation of Ira Levin's novel about a young couple nervously expecting their first child.
Long and tiresome story about modern-day Satanists operating in NYC.
Yep. This one could have been better.
Like that old dude said near the end of this movie "HAIL SATAN!"
Love this fim!
(*Possible Spoilers!*) - OK. Let me get this right - Struggling (but not starving) NYC actor, Guy Woodhouse, is such an unfathomable, low-life, scumbag that (get this!) within the very first evening of meeting his creepy neighbour, Roman Castevets (aka. Steven Marcato) he secretly agrees to offer up his clueless wife, Rosemary, to Satan so that this monster can fornicate with and, yes, ejaculate into her.
And in exchange for this generous donation to the devil of the unenlightened Rosemary, Guy, in turn, is promised great success as a Broadway stage actor (whether he's got any real talent, or not).
You know, you'd honestly think that the totally self-centred Guy would have at least been somewhat more ambitious about his career goal and had demanded that the demon-worshippers had offered him a position as a powerful political figure (like, maybe, a state Senator, or something), instead of settling for the part of being a crummy, little actor.
And, with that said - You'd really think that the Satanists would have strongly encouraged Guy to go into politics, as well. I mean, what the hell good could a nothing stage-actor be to a bunch of first-rate bastards who kissed the very ground that Lucifer walked on?
And, on top of all of that demented bargaining business - You'd also honestly think that Roman and his idiotic brethren would have been able to have rounded up a real hot babe who was actually more than willing to screw with the devil, rather than all of this deceitful nonsense of using the totally ignorant Rosemary and, thus, putting her (and all of us viewers, as well) through all of this bull.
Like, c'mon, folks - If you ask me - This film's over-long and boring story of 135 minutes was utterly brain-dead from start to finish. It really was.
The sinister scares that took place in this grossly over-rated Horror/Thriller from 1968 were so few, and far between, that they were almost non-existent.
Basically, all that this movie ended up being was just one long, drawn-out build-up to a totally disappointing finale where, after sitting through well-over 2 hours of nonsense, we never even got a single glimpse of the demon-baby, anyway.
When people speak about Rosemary's Baby, the word "atmospheric" is how I've often heard many of them enthusiastically gush and rave over it. But about the only "atmosphere" that I detected while watching this over-long movie was that of claustrophobia and boredom.
Rosemary's Baby was yet another modern-day tale of Satanism. This time the inanity was set in New York City.
I really wouldn't waste my time with this one. All the great stuff that people told me about it certainly wasn't the least bit true.
Watched this w/ friends. Heard it was really good. I thought the music was amazing, acting was AMAZING, but the script was awful. Wasn't even scary, shouldn't be considered a horror movie. Most parts were really predictable. But again the music was so scary.
Claustrophobic. Creepy. Lovely Mia Farrow. Sweet Ruth Gordon. Oh, wait, she may be a member of a witches coven, but that's the danger of living in gorgeous apartment in New York City. Still disturbing.
If you liked Rosemary's Baby you'll also like The Changeling from 1980 (not to be confused with the 2008 Angelina Jolie movie). A great, classic "horror" movie that's best watched on a cold October night.