Jaws tells the story of a series of shark attacks around the town of Amity, a hot summer tourist beach town. As the shark attacks increase, local police chief Martin Brody (Roy Scheider) looks for help in dealing with the problem from scientist Matt Hooper (Richard Dreyfuss) and an old seaman named Quint (Robert Shaw).
Doesn't sound too exciting, right? Right! What a bore. Each of the three main characters are poor portrayals, poorly written and poorly acted. If there was chemistry between these three very different people, it could really make the movie work, but the only chemistry was the mixture of lime, Patron and triple sec (now that's a great combination!)
As formulaic thrillers have proven time and time again, if you’re not vested in the characters in some way, shape, or form, all you have is a few cheap jumps for entertainment. Sadly, over the years Jaws has infiltrated our American culture. The theme music is instantly recognizable as a sign of danger. What movie buff hasn’t found themselves at some stressful time stating, “You’re gonna need a bigger boat.” What I needed was a bigger margarita.
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