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“This is no dream! This is really happening!”: Rosemary’s Baby’s Horrific Reflections of Female Subjectivity in 1968 and Present-Day America

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Rosemary, a light-skinned young woman with short blonde hair, cradles her knees bending forward while sitting on a stool in front of a television that shows a burlesque dance sequence. The TV glows blue, and the room she is in is draped in beige-patterned curtains, framing tall windows that show heavy rain outside.

|Jillian Nelson| When Rosemary’s Baby released in 1968, conflicts over women’s rights raged on as second-wave feminists battled governmental restrictions that seeped into interpersonal relations. Birth control pills had only just been made legal. New York had recently… Continue reading

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Rosemary’s Baby: The Anatomy of a Satanic Impregnation Scene

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A close up of Rosemary lying on her back, looking at the ceiling, unclothed in the chamber.

|Sophie Durbin| take so much pleasure in every rewatch of Rosemary’s Baby that it often feels more like I’m visiting old friends, not watching one of the scariest films of the twentieth century. I love the pink font used in the title sequence, the New York Christmas scenes, the way… Continue reading

Dearest Chinatown: The Intensity of Faye Dunaway

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Faye Dunaway in character as Evelyn Mulwray in Chinatown. Evelyn is a light-skinned woman with curly chin-long hair and thin eyebrows. She looks into the distance unimpressed, wearing a grey dress suit and hat.

|John Blair| At 6:14 am on February 27, 2006, Faye Dunaway called the producer of a documentary on her life. When the call went to voicemail, Dunaway started immediately on a breathless two-minute monologue, touching on everything from her personal relationships to her disappointment in how her current films were sold… Continue reading

Infinite Jake

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Poster for Chinatown, showing a feminine face emerging from an ornamental cloud of smoke coming from a man's cigar. The letters "Chinatown" are prominently features in red against a pale yellow background at the bottom of the image

|Abbie Phelps| Los Angeles, California, 1922. Evelyn Cross is fifteen years old. Noah Cross, her father, has yet to recover from the death of his wife. In her absence, his grief has come close to consuming him. Evelyn, his daughter, makes his meals and lays his clothes out for him in the morning…. Continue reading