Agghiacciante. Un velo sinistro copre costantemente ogni scena, ogni sguardo, ogni cupa intuizione, mentre un ineludibile terrore psicologico si insinua nella vostra testa. Quella sensazione disturbante sottopelle non può far altro che collocarlo tra i capolavori del genere, quelli che non necessitano di artifici computerizzati o mostri raccapriccianti per farti girare scosso per casa dopo il termine della visione.
This startling, horrifying rumination on the anxieties surrounding motherhood falls directly in line with the rise of second-wave feminism. Not only does it feature powerhouse performances (Mia Farrow's wide-eyed disbelief is both histrionic and natural given the circumstances), but it also features wonderful camera-work that acts as Rosemary's oppressor as much as her husband does. Remember: never trust the husband.
Now this is a real horror film! Rosemary's Baby is the definition for horror. If you look up horror in the dictionary you are gonna see a picture of Mia Farrow screaming; "What have you done to it's eyes?!" This is just such a well made film. Everything from the acting to the directing to the writing is just dialed up to 11! This is one of my favorite horror films and it freaks me out everytime I watch it.
WTFDIJW? Read my review of 'The Exorcist', then crank it up a few notches. You don't even have to believe in religion for this film to give you a hell (pun intended) of a mindf*** and leave you in shock. 'Rosemary's Baby' is a classic example of the 'gaslighting' genre (see 'Gaslight', 1944). It has stood the test of time and it remains--without a doubt--in the pantheon of horror films.