It would frighten people like no other movie of it s time. Maybe you would get on the beach, all prepped and ready in your swimsuit, but then you'd stare out onto the water and see that dorsal fin, hear John William s legendary score, and run off screaming into the sand. Spielberg was only 25 when he directed this film, which is both stunning and impressive. He s quite accurate with that assumption. Brody is concerned, and opts to close the beaches.
Amity is a summer town.
We need summer dollars, he says with a glaring look on his face. Countless, countless other movies have fashioned his character for similiar purposes. Of course, like Hamilton himself, all of these characters end up being dead wrong and the hero is left to gloat about it. That procedure turns into the most thrilling third act in all of movie history. Set out on a boat, the Sheriff, researcher and shark hunter encounter the struggle of their life, as they fight to stay afloat against the gargantuan, 25-foot Great White.