Somehow, despite being a rather avid horror fan and going through a major horror phase during my third year of college where I gobbled up just about every horror film possible, I had never seen the classic Rosemary's Baby until this past week. In some ways, the experience of watching this movie for the first time was not dissimilar to watching Seven Samurai: despite the familiarity of the beats due to endless repetition in lesser films, the original use of…