Jaws Review
1975 proved a big year for Steven Spielberg’s film
adaptation of Peter Benchley’s novel. Jaws is about a peaceful town by the
coast that becomes disturbed by a surprising shark attack. After that attack,
it’s the sheriff’s (Roy Scheider) job to have the beast killed in order to
restore peace and safety back to the town before the whole population ends up
in the shark’s jaws.
As a naïve filmmaker, Spielberg’s film debut was Jaws. With
such a basic plot, it’s hard to believe he would make it would create such a
buzz. The reason it made such an impact was mostly because of the scare factor
of not knowing what’s attacking (yes, it’s a shark, but how big? Why? When?)
and the suspense of if they were ever going to catch it, or die trying.
The movie starts off with a suspenseful feel and it sets the
mood for the rest of the movie because a woman disappears while in the water
but the townspeople don’t know why. In fact, we don’t really see the shark
until later in the film when we only see a fin. Spielberg even takes us to the
point-of-view of the shark when he’s underwater. Even the sound goes numb when
underwater and all one hears is the faint splashing and playing of people, but
he makes you feel like the shark when he’s about to attack his prey. Later in
the story when they set out to hunt the shark, you it’s suspenseful to wonder
if when the shark is going to come or how it’s going to attack. I even noticed
that most of the scenes where the shark could be seen, it would be at night or
low lighting until the end. And when the shark would be seen, you could only
see half of it so one still doesn’t know how big it really is. That may have
been an accident because of an animatronic mishap, but it added on to the
suspense. Spielberg accidents and purposive actions made for a terror film that
came out on top and paved the way for his future films.