Unlike the horrors of today, no special effects here just good old fashioned cinema. A creepy couple befriend two young parents to be, but its not all it appears! I can understand why this film recieved so much attention, it really doesn't compare to the so-called horrors of today. An enjoyable movie that will leave you thinking afterwards.

Polanskis masterpiece works on as many levels as the upmarket apartment block its set in. Is Mia Farrow the victim of a Satanic cult? a lazy husband? or simply a troubled first pregnancy?
The film is so rich with pastel colour it could be a prototype for an Ikea advert. The colour schemes would be borrowed years later by Tim Burton to heighten reality in his Edward Scissorhands-but only Polanski could have them hint at the demonic. His servants of evil come with deserts and house keeping tips-not with fire and brimstone.
In fact the whole film comes off as a sitcom about troublesome neighbours and social climbing-a kind of Fawlty Towers meets Twin Peaks meets Three up, Two down. The real evil is greed and ambition driven by material possession and not the kind usually associated with Lucifer.
All that being said Rosemarys Baby is frightening. The dream sequence is stunning in its design and execution-Polanski showing his own twisted genius. And that ending...