Jaws
February 26th 2009 00:45
As I was swimming in Sydney's Coogee surf yesterday (not too far out), I thought about how the two recent local shark attack survivors had bonded in hospital over their horrific experience, and I realised it was about time I reviewed one of the biggest horror movies ever made, arguably the biggest of them all; Jaws (1975).
Steven Speilberg’s landmark movie changed the course of Hollywood moviemaking. Jaws became the first serious event movie. The term “blockbuster” was coined in the wake of Jaws’ phenomenal box office success. Before Jaws the five biggest money-earners had been The Godfather ($85 million), The Sound of Music ($84m), Gone With the Wind ($70m), The Sting ($68m) and The Exorcist ($66m). Jaws broke the $100 million mark. And that was just in America, before even foreign sales had been made.
When Jaws was released in American in the summer of ’75 it tore the roof off cinemas. Sixty-seven million Americans went and saw it! People screamed their lungs out, popcorn flew through the air, and pandemonium broke out. But most significantly, people became terrified of going swimming. The curious thing was children loved it, but adults were scared shitless. The producers managed to secure the all-important PG rating (a few seconds were trimmed of a severed leg falling to the seabed). In New Zealand it was rated GA (General Exhibition but recommended for adults), however my parents wouldn’t let me see the damn movie! And neither were several of my buddies, except one, and boy did he skite about it. I didn’t get to see the movie until many years later on VHS.
I don’t really need to describe the synopsis do I? A very large Great White shark (25-feet long) terrorises a local fishing community on Amity Island, and the Chief of Police Brody (the late Roy Scheider), along with shark expert Hooper (Richard Dreyfess) and tough opportunist sea dog Quint (Robert Shaw) set out on a small trawler called Orca in order to kill the monstrous fish.
Peter Benchley was commissioned to adapt his exceptional novel, Carl Gottlieb was then brought in to completely re-shape it (both of whom have cameos), and the famous “Indianapolis” monologue was written by Howard Sackler, John Milius and actor Shaw. Jaws marked the breakthrough movie for director Speilberg. He started working on the movie aged 26. He likened Jaws as a kind of monster kindred to his first feature, the brilliant Duel (1971), both dealing with an inhuman “leviathon” relentlessly terrorising humans. But it was Speilberg’s cinematically Hitchcockian approach to the visual narrative which lifted Jaws out of the water and thrusted it full force into the popular consciousness. He engineered a sensational nightmare thriller that has become ingrained in pop culture.
Everything from lines of dialogue (“You’re gonna need a bigger boat”), the John Williams nerve-wracking score (duh-dah-duh-dah-duh-dah …), the movie’s two perfectly timed jump-scares (the severed head poking out of the damaged boat hull and Brody grumpily throwing chum behind him as the massive shark lunges out of the water right behind him), and the famous opening sequence with the young woman having a skinny dip at night and the shark chomping on her and taking her for a fatal ride.
But Jaws does have a trapping. The elaborately-designed mechanical shark didn’t work properly, and the more you see of it in the movie’s second half, the less convincing it becomes. It is the movie’s first half where only a dorsal fin is shown, or the torn end of a jetty becomes a symbol for the shark, that the fear is truly palpable. The footage of a real Great White “attacking” a miniature cage which was shot by Aussie shark experts Ron and Valerie Taylor in South Australian waters certainly adds authentic weight.
Regardless of the shark’s fakeness being so apparent the movie still works on two basic levels; the character empathy for and friction between the three leads, especially during their time on the Orca as they begin to realise just how deadly dangerous their mission has become, and the steady tightening of the fear and dread thriller screws that Speilberg applies so well. The camerawork and editing is top notch, and combined with the tense music it makes for fantastically suspenseful cinema.
The poster itself is pure nightmare genius. I owned one for many years, but it got lost (stolen?). It was huge and I was constantly reminded of just how cleverly horrifying it was. It was based on the cover art for the novel, but the original artwork depicted the Great White looking more like a rising dolphin than a shark, with its mouth only slightly open and no jagged teeth exposed. Whoever made those significant changes for the movie poster should get a pat on the back.
If you’ve never seen Jaws do yourself a popcorn favour and check out just how clever Steven Spielberg was so early in his career. In retrospect he describes himself as “young, courageous and stupid”, but he’s just being humble (although he was nearly fired off the movie). It’s only time before Jaws is remade, and even if they make the shark look ten times more realistic with state-of-the-art special effects, I cannot see any director coming close to bettering the pure cinema of the original.
Here's the original trailer:
Here's an original TV spot:
Steven Speilberg’s landmark movie changed the course of Hollywood moviemaking. Jaws became the first serious event movie. The term “blockbuster” was coined in the wake of Jaws’ phenomenal box office success. Before Jaws the five biggest money-earners had been The Godfather ($85 million), The Sound of Music ($84m), Gone With the Wind ($70m), The Sting ($68m) and The Exorcist ($66m). Jaws broke the $100 million mark. And that was just in America, before even foreign sales had been made.
When Jaws was released in American in the summer of ’75 it tore the roof off cinemas. Sixty-seven million Americans went and saw it! People screamed their lungs out, popcorn flew through the air, and pandemonium broke out. But most significantly, people became terrified of going swimming. The curious thing was children loved it, but adults were scared shitless. The producers managed to secure the all-important PG rating (a few seconds were trimmed of a severed leg falling to the seabed). In New Zealand it was rated GA (General Exhibition but recommended for adults), however my parents wouldn’t let me see the damn movie! And neither were several of my buddies, except one, and boy did he skite about it. I didn’t get to see the movie until many years later on VHS.
I don’t really need to describe the synopsis do I? A very large Great White shark (25-feet long) terrorises a local fishing community on Amity Island, and the Chief of Police Brody (the late Roy Scheider), along with shark expert Hooper (Richard Dreyfess) and tough opportunist sea dog Quint (Robert Shaw) set out on a small trawler called Orca in order to kill the monstrous fish.
Peter Benchley was commissioned to adapt his exceptional novel, Carl Gottlieb was then brought in to completely re-shape it (both of whom have cameos), and the famous “Indianapolis” monologue was written by Howard Sackler, John Milius and actor Shaw. Jaws marked the breakthrough movie for director Speilberg. He started working on the movie aged 26. He likened Jaws as a kind of monster kindred to his first feature, the brilliant Duel (1971), both dealing with an inhuman “leviathon” relentlessly terrorising humans. But it was Speilberg’s cinematically Hitchcockian approach to the visual narrative which lifted Jaws out of the water and thrusted it full force into the popular consciousness. He engineered a sensational nightmare thriller that has become ingrained in pop culture.
Everything from lines of dialogue (“You’re gonna need a bigger boat”), the John Williams nerve-wracking score (duh-dah-duh-dah-duh-dah …), the movie’s two perfectly timed jump-scares (the severed head poking out of the damaged boat hull and Brody grumpily throwing chum behind him as the massive shark lunges out of the water right behind him), and the famous opening sequence with the young woman having a skinny dip at night and the shark chomping on her and taking her for a fatal ride.
But Jaws does have a trapping. The elaborately-designed mechanical shark didn’t work properly, and the more you see of it in the movie’s second half, the less convincing it becomes. It is the movie’s first half where only a dorsal fin is shown, or the torn end of a jetty becomes a symbol for the shark, that the fear is truly palpable. The footage of a real Great White “attacking” a miniature cage which was shot by Aussie shark experts Ron and Valerie Taylor in South Australian waters certainly adds authentic weight.
Regardless of the shark’s fakeness being so apparent the movie still works on two basic levels; the character empathy for and friction between the three leads, especially during their time on the Orca as they begin to realise just how deadly dangerous their mission has become, and the steady tightening of the fear and dread thriller screws that Speilberg applies so well. The camerawork and editing is top notch, and combined with the tense music it makes for fantastically suspenseful cinema.
The poster itself is pure nightmare genius. I owned one for many years, but it got lost (stolen?). It was huge and I was constantly reminded of just how cleverly horrifying it was. It was based on the cover art for the novel, but the original artwork depicted the Great White looking more like a rising dolphin than a shark, with its mouth only slightly open and no jagged teeth exposed. Whoever made those significant changes for the movie poster should get a pat on the back.
If you’ve never seen Jaws do yourself a popcorn favour and check out just how clever Steven Spielberg was so early in his career. In retrospect he describes himself as “young, courageous and stupid”, but he’s just being humble (although he was nearly fired off the movie). It’s only time before Jaws is remade, and even if they make the shark look ten times more realistic with state-of-the-art special effects, I cannot see any director coming close to bettering the pure cinema of the original.
Here's the original trailer:
Here's an original TV spot:
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Comment by Cibbuano
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absolutely incredible movie... I love how Spielberg was so disappointed with how unreal the shark looked, so he showed very little of it - unplanned suspense, in a way.
Comment by Chris Champion
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I remember wondering what all the hype was about. The opening scene was a bit tense, but a lot of plot development follows and I was relaxing between my two friends, thinking this was tantalising rather than terrifying.
Then the head appeared in the hole in the boat. The cinema erupted, I froze, and the two women grabbed me, both by the throat, for some reason.
The audience never really settled down after that.
I stayed that night with my girlfriend in her house in Yarralumla, a Canberra suburb next to Lake Burley Griffin. This is a huge, man-made lake, and about the biggest fish in it are brown trout.
It was a warm night and we lay in bed with the window open. I could hear the quiet lapping of the clear, fresh, trout-filled waters of the lake.
I could not sleep.
Comment by Bryn
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Chris, that's a great little tale. In the making of doco on the DVD of Jaws Speilberg talks about how he shot that severed head sequence after principal shooting was completed. He filmed it in close-up in his editor's swimming pool with a balsa wood section for the hull and shot seven or so different takes of the head appearing and then after tried each one out on the editing department to see which got the best reaction.
Comment by James Rickard
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Comment by JohnDoe
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Great review as always, this film certainly did a number on my joy of marine activities...now I'm in conditions that would make the Thing feel at home I only prey there are frozen jaws awaiting beneath the ice.
Comment by Damo
It is a monster film reinvented for a new audience.
There are some really great scenes in Jaws. When it eats the boat, when it eats Robert Shaw. All classic moments.
The editing had to be spot on to hide clunky robot shark but by concealing the shark it became more frightening.
Comment by Bryn
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Yes Damo, it seems the dodgy shark actually worked in the movie's favour.
Bets on when the remake will surface anyone?
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