Watching Rosemary's Baby on the Criterion Blu-Ray feels like uncovering a time capsule of slow-burn horror. The transfer is pristine—you can practically count the freckles on Mia Farrow's face as her sunny demeanor curdles into paranoia. That opening shot of the Dakota building? It’s so crisp you’ll catch architectural details you’ve never noticed before.

The real magic happens in the mundane: the way Rosemary’s yellow kitchen gradually feels like a gilded cage, or how Ruth Gordon’s Minnie delivers lines about chocolate mousse like she’s sprinkling poison. I found myself pausing just to study Farrow’s physical transformation—her collarbones sharpening, that infamous Vidal Sassoon haircut making her look like a wounded bird. Genius.

Special shoutout to the Komeda documentary extra. Hearing that eerie lullaby dissected makes the film’s final rocking cradle scene hit even harder. Pro tip: Watch this alone at night when your apartment creaks just a little too much. Suddenly, your sweet old neighbor’s casserole offer doesn’t seem so innocent anymore.