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Summary: Absolutely lame
Review: Don't read this book if you liked the original. The ending of this book ruins both. The characters are so one-dimensional it's agony trying to read this in its entirety. I'm just glad that i am a speed reader so i didn't waste too much time on this drivel.
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Summary: a disappointing ending
Review: i thought this was a good book...but the ending was such a let down! i guess i really wanted more substance. it built up and up and up, then dropped you like a lead balloon. the characters were a bit on the sappy side. i liked the basic plot of the story, but i think it could've been written better.
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Summary: I liked the book, but the movie of the first book was better
Review: I really liked the movie "Rosemary's Baby" and was excited to find the sequel after so many years. I liked the book, and I appreciated the ending. It did lack the fright factor I anticipated.
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Summary: waste of money
Review: Starts with promise but spirals downhill quickly. Unbelievable characters and an ending that made my eyes roll.
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Summary: Son of Rosemary is literary garbage
Review: I'm tempted to review not just Ira Levin's book, but also the review from the New York reader who claimed that it should've been marketed to a literary avant garde audience: pretty funny since the book has absolutely no literary merit whatsoever. "Son of Rosemary" is a cheap, slap-dash, totally uninvolving excuse for a novel which is - above all - pedestrian. It isn't funny, it isn't scary and its attempts at biting social commentary couldn't be more inept. In fact, the only worthy aspect of this terrible waste of paper and ink is that it left me with an anagram - "ROAST MULES"- to ponder for awhile - an anagram that Levin admits was given to him by someone else. "Rosemary's Baby" was a classic of the genre - and the movie is a classic of any genre. I picked up the sequel hoping it would be good enough to warrant a Polanski-directed sequel. Sadly, it isn't even worthy of Ed Wood. I could get more in depth - but why bother? ! Ira Levin certainly didn't.
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Summary: Maybe expectations were too high.
Review: But nothing the other readers who panned this said is an exaggeration. As a writer, I know the temptation of a stiff advance, but I would at least try to do the sequel justice. For a really diabolical read, try Thomas Montleone's BLOOD THE THE LAMB. You won't feel like you wasted money and, worse, time on that one. If you must read SON OF ROSEMARY just to see if it's THAT bad, get it from the library. Better yet, don't read it. Think of Ira Levin fondly instead.
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Summary: A diabolical waste of time.
Review: Ira Levin has to be one of my all-time favourite writers (Rosemary's Baby & The Stepford Wives are classics of horror fiction; taut, controlled and, above all, plausible) so I was thrilled to come across this in my bookstore. The fact it was in the bargain-bin already should have prepared me for what I was in for. Son is Rosemary has absolutely nothing going for it - it is not scary, it is not profound, it is not even entertaining. Whereas Rosemary I was a gutsy young woman ferociously fighting (alone) against the threat of unbelievable evil, Rosemary II is a simpering idiot who blindly accepts everything at face value and who deserves exactly what's coming to her. What made Rosemary's Baby so utterly spooky was the way Levin took commonplace, everyday occurences (like a lost glove, a chance encounter in the laundry room) and then gave them such an ambiguous twist. Right up until the final pages of the original, you are still not absolutely sure whether Rosemary is in the grip of the Satanic cult-next-door or whether she has allowed her raging hormones to distort her perspective on a bunch on eccentric, but innocent, people. But there was so much about this so-called sequel that I found hard to swallow: that Rosemary could simply wake up after nearly 30 years in a coma and jump right into 1990's life with seemingly no psychological problems at all; that after the lessons learnt in the first book she is so naive and prepared to believe whatever she is told; that the whole world could fall under the spell of a man whose idea of religious wisdom seems to be `Love ya!'and not much else. The story went nowhere, I found I couldn't care about any of the characters and, just when I thought things could get no worse, there was That Ending. And it was at this point that my feelings went from bored disappointment to complete disbelief. Not only has Levin risked his entire reputation with this rubbish but he has also ruined Rosemary's Baby, which will never be quite the same in light of this tragic follo! w-up.
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Summary: A Fascinating Read
Review: Don't be so angry at Ira. Sheesh. This book made for a great few hours of reading. The ending confused me at first, depressed me a little, but IT GOT ME THINKING. I went back and read excerpts from the book here and there, and I studied the ending like I was being tested on it. I have made some incredible findings, and I have created some interesting theories. If anything, this book awakened my mind, and it was enjoyable as well. One of the best reads I have had in awhile. If you read it, STUDY IT. WORD FOR WORD. You will find your OWN realizations, and you will feel as if you've stepped into another world. It's amazing. I, too, heart Ira Levin.....very much.
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Summary: One of the worst books I've ever read!!!!!
Review: Son of Rosemary is one of the worst books I've ever read. It has the distinction of being the third book I've ever thrown across the room after I finished it. What was Ira Levin thinking? Did he get so sick and tired of being associated with a classic novel and movie that he decided to sabatoge it. When I started the book it looked like an interesting take on how society creates its own gods, but then it started to become a campy, laughable book, then it just shot down the crapper! What a shame a man of Ira Levin's caliber has resorted to writing such garbage, though my brother told me Levin didn't write the book, someone else did. Well if that's true Ira Levin should send a letter of apology to booksellers, libraries, and readers for having to subject us to some no talent who can't conjure up scares when Satan himself is in the scene. Better yet Levin should maybe make a deal with the devil to erase Son of Rosemary off his resime. P.S. A suggestion to the good people at Amazon. You should have a 0 star on your system. I feel giving Son of Rosemary one star is a big complement!
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Summary: Ira, we hardly knew ye....
Review: Knowing I was a big fan of "A Kiss Before Dying" a friend of mine who works in a bookstore obtained a copy of "Son of Rosemary" for me at no cost. I thought "Great, I got a free book...". After reading it, however, I returned the book to my friend, demanding that he reimburse me for the time and effort it took to slog my way through this irredeemable piece of putrescent prose. I have no idea what Ira Levin was smoking while he wrote this book, but I hope I can find some of it, if only to experience the complete feeling of unreality and miasma of disjointed experience which seems to be the main point of this book. Okay, at first it was an intriguing plot, with Rosemary waking up and her son being a religious icon. But after that, the story went down faster than Pamela Anderson in front of a home video camera. The complete disregard for any sort of deep-seated shock in Rosemary after 30-odd years asleep, her bubble-headed drifting from day to day (her inner thoughts are about as weighty as cheap tissue paper), and her almost immediate acceptance as "the mother of God" by a moronic public all detract from what could have been quite an interesting and horrific read. Even the scenes of borderline incest (which, if done well, could have provided a moment of palpable shock) instead evoked one phrase, which, by chance pretty much sums up this readers feelings toward "Son of Rosemary" and its author-- "Oh, Ira, give me a break...."
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