Why do these films make paranoia feel so personal?
Films like *Rosemary’s Baby* and *The Tenant* don’t just unsettle—they weaponize the spaces we trust most. Polanski’s claustrophobic frames turn apartments into psychological prisons, forcing viewers to question whether the protagonist’s fears are real or manufactured by their own mind. The genius of these films lies in their refusal to provide easy answers, leaving audiences to sit with the discomfort long after the credits roll.