Oh fuck off.
I’m sorry. It’s early (for me at least), I’m grumpy and Roman Polanski still stands as one of my all-time favorite filmmakers. He was an artist who could wring a moment for all of the dread and paranoia it was worth; a consummate cinematic purveyor of disquiet and angst. Now, in their infinite wisdom, some NBC Executives have decided that they should remake his seminal 1968 masterpiece into a two-part miniseries event! Starring Zoe Salanda (Avatar) and some bland white actor who isn’t the great John Cassavetes (Google tells me he’s Patrick J. Adams from Suits?)! Today we get a quick look at the redux, which promises a very polished and sanitized version of the icky weirdness Polanski perfected over thirty-five years ago.
To be fair (which I don’t want to be, but I will because I’m nice like that), I can understand the appeal of remaking Rosemary. You can tout it as being “based on the novel by Ira Levin” instead of it being a straight-ahead re-jiggering of an aging master. Plus, there’s still a solid chunk of a new generation who probably haven’t seen Polanski’s original (or refuse to watch it due to his rapier, after hours tendencies). But this is an “ain’t broke, don’t fix” situation for me, so I won’t be tuning in on May 11th when it airs.