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‘Apartment 7A’ Review: Julia Garner and Dianne Wiest Star in Paramount+’s Oddly Lethargic Companion to ‘Rosemary’s Baby’

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‘Apartment 7A’ Review: Julia Garner and Dianne Wiest Star in Paramount+’s Oddly Lethargic Companion to ‘Rosemary’s Baby’

Soon after Rosemary (Mia Farrow), the protagonist of 1968’s Rosemary’s Baby, moves into the stately Renaissance revival building known as the Bramford with her husband, she meets Terry Gionoffri. Their encounter is brief but impactful.

Terry, portrayed with infectious ebullience by Victoria Vetri, eases Rosemary’s nerves about her recent move, reassuring her that the New York apartment’s other occupants are kind. In turn, Rosemary offers Terry a hopeful companionship. The two promise to make their laundry trips together as neither can stand the spooky basement. Before they part ways, Terry tells Rosemary about the Castevets, an older couple who helped her during a rough season. “I’d be dead now if it wasn’t for them,” Terry says, “that’s an absolute fact.” 

Apartment 7A

The Bottom Line

Doesn’t inspire enough creeping dread or jumpy frights.

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Release date: Friday, Sept. 27 (Paramount+)
Cast: Julia Garner, Dianne Wiest, Jim Sturgess, Kevin McNally Andrew Buchan, Marli Siu
Director: Natalie Erika James
Screenwriters: Natalie Erika James, Christian White, Skylar James

Rated R,
1 hour 44 minutes

Paramount+’s Apartment 7A, directed by Natalie Erika James (Relic), uses Terry to introduce a new generation of viewers to that terrifying universe of Satanic cults and maternal purgatory first conjured by author Ira Levin and further popularized by Roman Polanski’s intense cinematic adaptation. James, who co-wrote the screenplay with Christian White and Skylar James, fills out Terry’s biography to explain her tragic fate and strengthen the connection between her and Rosemary. It’s not so much a prequel as it is a parallel story that continues underscoring the limited autonomy of women. Restrictive social mores trap both Rosemary and Terry, albeit in different ways. 

Whereas Rosemary is married and toys with the idea of having a child, Terry is a single woman trying to be a Broadway star. Apartment 7A opens with Terry (Julia Garner) preparing for her theater debut in a backstage dressing room. Excitement flashes across her eyes as the ingénue practices vocal warmups and puts finishing touches on her makeup. The glimmer dims when Terry later injures herself on stage. Unable to dance, she self-medicates with pills bought from a local busker and develops an addiction to painkillers. James portrays Terry’s descent into dependency with a laconic efficiency, which initially serves the narrative’s slow-burn pace. 

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Without a job, Terry relies on her friend Annie (Marli Siu) for support. Another rejection catapults the hurt performer into a deeper depression. Terry becomes so desperate that she follows Alan Marchand (Jim Sturgess), the producer of her most recent audition, to his home at the Bramford, hoping to convince him to give her another chance. But the doorman dismisses Terry at the front desk, and minutes later, she collapses on the sidewalk outside.

The plot picks up when Minnie (an excellent Dianne Wiest) and Roman Castevet (Kevin McNally) rescue Terry. But the tone stays oddly mellow, not quite inspiring the creeping dread of Polanksi’s adaptation, nor the jumpy fright often abused by contemporary horror offerings. Partial blame might lie in the attempts to reconcile Terry’s reality and her star aspirations. James includes a number of musical sequences, usually when Terry is between a waking and sleeping state. But these fever dreams land more as campy interruptions than as surreal and heightened hauntings. They also strip the subtlety out of Apartment 7A’s more understated messaging. 

The film is desperate for audiences to understand that in accepting the Castevets’ generosity, Terry has assumed the role of a lifetime. Details of this position become clearer after the dancer moves into the vacant unit next to the older couple. They begin to manage Terry’s life so that she eventually lands a role in a big play and worries less about money. But anything “free” has a tradeoff. Morning sickness tips Terry off to her pregnancy and a visit to a health clinic confirms it. Before Rosemary carried the son of the antichrist, Terry did. Apartment 7A doesn’t investigate that fateful encounter between the two women in Rosemary’s Baby, but their interaction lives in the shadows, serving as a reminder of the Bramford residents’ depravity.  

Inheriting the role from Vetri, Ozark star Garner imbues the bubbly Terry with darker undertones. She finds some complexity in her ambition, which drives the character farther into the arms of the Castevets. There’s an assured effort on Garner’s part to do more with the part, but a distance remains between the audience and Terry.

Wiest gets closer to narrowing that gap with her character. She modulates her performance so that Minnie’s personality shifts slowly from an overbearing warmth to an abrasive insistence. One of the strongest scenes sees Minnie, while giving Terry a haircut, communicate that the dancer will never be cleverer than she is. Aside from the final scene, Garner and Wiest are at their best in this nail-bitingly intense moment. As Minnie’s grip tightens on Terry’s hair, the terms of their agreement become devastatingly clear: a baby in exchange for fame. 

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Through Terry’s pregnancy, the movie, similar to Rosemary’s Baby, underscores the themes of bodily autonomy. James’ film is particularly compelling in post-Roe America, when recent headlines about punitive laws barring abortion access have lent it an urgent political valence, so it’s a shame that its energy doesn’t always match its relevance. Conversations between Annie and Terry heighten the stakes, as does the increasingly hostile relationship between Terry and Minnie, but most of Apartment 7A feels too mellow for its messages.

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‘Project Hail Mary’ Review: Ryan Gosling and a Rock Make Sci-Fi Magic

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‘Project Hail Mary’ Review: Ryan Gosling and a Rock Make Sci-Fi Magic

In contrast to other sci-fi heroes, like Interstellar’s Cooper, who ventures into the unknown for the sake of humanity and discovery, knowing the sacrifice of giving up his family, Grace is externally a cynical coward. With no family to call his own, you’d think he’d have the will to go into space for the sake of the planet’s future. Nope, he’s got no courage because the man is a cowardly dog. However, Goddard’s script feels strikingly reflective of our moment. Grace has the tools to make a difference; the Earth flashbacks center on him working towards a solution to the antimatter issue, replete with occasionally confusing but never alienating dialogue. He initially lacks the conviction, embodying a cynicism and hopelessness that many people fall into today. 

The film threads this idea effectively through flashbacks that reveal his reluctance, giving the story a tragic undercurrent. Yet, it also makes his relationship with Rocky, the first living thing he truly learns to care for, ever more beautiful. 

When paired with Rocky, Gosling enters the rare “puppet scene partner” hall of fame alongside Michael Caine in The Muppet Christmas Carol, never letting the fact that he’s acting opposite a puppet disrupt the sincerity of his performance. His commitment to building a gradual, affectionate friendship with this animatronic creation feels completely natural, and the chemistry translates beautifully on screen. It stands as one of the stronger performances of his career.

Project Hail Mary is overly long, and while it can be deeply affecting, the film leans on a few emotional fake-outs that become repetitive in the latter half. By the third time it deploys the same sentimental beat, the effect begins to feel cloying, slightly dulling the powerful emotions it built earlier. The constant intercutting between past and present can also feel thematically uneven at times, occasionally undercutting the narrative momentum. At 2 hours and 36 minutes, the film feels like it’s stretching itself to meet a blockbuster runtime when a tighter cut might have served better.

FINAL STATEMENT

Project Hail Mary is a meticulously crafted, hopeful, and dazzling space epic that proves the most moving friendship in film this year might just be between Ryan Gosling and a rock.

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Dan Webster reviews “WTO/99”

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DAN WEBSTER:

It may now seem like ancient history, especially to younger listeners, but it was only 26 years ago when the streets of Seattle were filled with protesters, police and—ultimately—scenes of what ended up looking like pure chaos.

It is those scenes—put together to form a portrait of what would become known as the “Battle of Seattle” —that documentary filmmaker Ian Bell captures in his powerful documentary feature WTO/99.

We’ve seen any number of documentaries over the decades that report on every kind of social and cultural event from rock concerts to war. And the majority of them follow a typical format: archival footage blended with interviews, both with participants and with experts who provide an informational, often intellectual, perspective.

WTO/99 is something different. Like The Perfect Neighbor, a 2026 Oscar-nominated documentary feature, Bell’s film consists of what could be called found footage. What he has done is amass a series of news reports and personal video recordings into an hour-and-42-minute collection of individual scenes, mostly focused on a several-block area of downtown Seattle.

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That is where a meeting of the WTO, the World Trade Organization, was set to be held between Nov. 30 and Dec. 3, 1999. Delegates from around the world planned to negotiate trade agreements (what else?) at the Washington State Convention and Trade Center.

Months before the meeting, however, a loose coalition of groups—including NGOs, labor unions, student organizations and various others—began their own series of meetings. Their objective was to form ways to protest not just the WTO but, to some of them, the whole idea of a world order they saw as a threat to the economic independence of individual countries.

Bell’s film doesn’t provide much context for all this. What we mostly see are individuals arguing their points of view as they prepare to stop the delegates from even entering the convention center. Meanwhile, Seattle authorities such as then-Mayor Paul Schell and then-Police Chief Norm Stamper—with brief appearances by Gov. Gary Locke and King County Executive Ron Sims—discuss counter measures, with Schell eventually imposing a curfew.

That decision comes, though, after what Bell’s film shows is a peaceful protest evolving into a street fight between people parading and chanting, others chained together and splinter groups intent on smashing the storefronts of businesses owned by what they see as corporate criminals. One intense scene involves a young woman begging those breaking windows to stop and asking them why they’re resorting to violence. In response a lone voice yells their reasoning: “Self-defense.”

Even more intense, though, are the actions of the Seattle police. We see officers using pepper spray, tear gas, flash grenades and other “non-lethal” means such as firing rubber pellets into the crowd. In one scene, a uniformed guy—not identified as a police officer but definitely part of the security crowd, which included National Guardsmen—is shown kicking a guy in the crotch.

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The media, too, can’t avoid criticism. Though we see broadcast reporters trying to capture what was happening—with some affected like everybody else by the tear gas that filled the streets like a winter fog—the reports they air seem sketchy, as if they’re doctors trying to diagnose a serious illness by focusing on individual cells. And the images they capture tend to highlight the violence over the well-meaning actions of the vast majority of protesters.

Reactions to what Bell has put on the screen are bound to vary, based on each viewer’s personal politics. Bell revels his own stance by choosing selectively from among thousands of hours of video coverage to form the narrative he feels best captures what happened those two decades-and-change ago.

If nothing else, WTO/99 does reveal a more comprehensive picture of what happened than we got at the time. And, too, it should prepare us for the future. The way this country is going, we’re bound to see a lot more of the same.

Call it the “Battle for America.”

For Spokane Public Radio, I’m Dan Webster.

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Movies 101 host Dan Webster is the senior film critic for Spokane Public Radio.

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Movie Review: ‘Scream 7’ – Catholic Review

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NEW YORK (OSV News) – As its title suggests, “Scream 7” (Paramount) is the latest extension of a long-lived horror franchise, one that’s currently approaching its 30th anniversary on screen. Since each chapter of this slasher saga has been a bloodsoaked mess, the series’ longevity will strike moviegoers of sense as inexplicable.

Yet the slog continues. While the previous film in the sequence shifted the action from California to New York, this second installment, following a 2022 quasi-reboot, settles on a Midwestern locale and reintroduces us to the series’ original protagonist, Sidney Evans, nee Prescott (Neve Campbell).

Having aged out of the adolescent demographic on whom the various murderers who have donned the Ghostface mask that serves as these films’ dubious trademark over the years seem to prefer to prey, Sidney comes equipped with a teen daughter, Tatum (Isabel May). Will Tatum prove as resourceful in evading the unwanted attentions of Ghostface as Mom has?

On the way to answering that question, a clutch of colorless minor characters fall victim to the killer, who sometimes gets — according to his or her lights — creative. Thus one is quite literally made to spill her guts, while another ends up skewered on a barroom’s pointy beer tap.

Through it all, director Kevin Williamson and his co-writer Guy Busick try to peddle a theme of female empowerment in the face of mortal danger. They also take a stab, as it were, at constructing a plotline about intergenerational family tensions. When not jarring viewers with grisly images, however, they’re only likely to lull them into a stupor.

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The film contains excessive gory violence, including disembowelment and impaling, underage drinking, mature topics, a couple of profanities, several milder oaths, pervasive rough and considerable crude language and occasional crass expressions. The OSV News classification is O — morally offensive. The Motion Picture Association rating is R — restricted. Under 17 requires accompanying parent or adult guardian.

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