Rosemary's Baby

Rosemary's Baby (1968, Roman Polanski)

Saw this Monday Oct. 20th at the Bytowne. Went by myself, but ended up sitting beside Lesley, who is the best person to sit beside if you want to make fun of a movie. Had some popcorn and a diet Pepsi, as well as the rest of my Hershey Kisses from W., the night before. The film slipped off the reel part way through, and Lesley and I debated whether jesus or satan made this happen.

I suppose that maybe this movie was scary in 1968, and it certainly did beget The Exorcist and The Omen later on in the 70's, but teh acting is pretty poor, and overwrought. But hey, god is dead and Satan lives, right? I did like the music, and the dream sequences were memorable, although the devil costume in the sex scene was a ridiculous, and we didn't even see that much of it.

Of interesting note: A scene near the end has a very pregnant Rosemary (Mia Farrow) wander confusingly across a busy Manhattan street through traffic. Apparently this scene was completely improvised, and Roman Polanski reassured Mia Farrow by saying that she'd be ok because no one would kill a pregnant woman.

Of course a year later, Charles Manson would prove Mr. Polanski very very wrong.