OMG! That movie so traumatised me that to this day I am not going deeper than a foot into the ocean. I am 74 and that movie, along with a Florida overhead photo of my favourite beach in Clearwater that showed 16 foot sharks swimming gracefully between unaware swimmers, cemented my fear of the open ocean. I love that there are sharks and I always think that it's a travesty against nature when people go up in arms crying or baying for shark removal because a surfer was taken. Respect them; it's THEIR habitat, not yours. Swim or do as you please, but don't penalise an animal that mistakes you for a seal dinner.
I was fifteen, saw it premier night in my town with two friends. Afterward we went swimming in my family's backyard pool, all lights off.
I was one click short of terrified, swimming "in the deep end", in the dark. I KNEW I was in a freshwater pool in my own back yard but wrestling with my imagination was like trying to hold a full team of runaway horses.
Every year for my birthday I got to pick a restaurant for dinner then a movie to see. Jaws (and Red Lobster)were my picks for 1975,the year I turned twelve. 🎂🍿
I don’t have to Google the USS Indianapolis. An uncle I never met was on her. My brother is named for him and the extended family all had at least a small photo of a smiling sailor near the rail of her in the sun.
That was the most memorable part of the movie for me.
Quint's remark, "You're gonna need a bigger boat," is a line from the movie I've never forgotten. It was a horror movie in broad daylight. Spielberg did well to edit out the Mafia and cat-killing shit.
Sharks in politics, business, and the law scare me much more than the sharks down in the water.
Oh, hell do I remember watching that movie at the age of 16. It was the first movie I ever went to where I could not finish my popcorn -- queasy stomach, nerves from the tension. To top that off, my family vacationed in Maine that summer, which (while not Martha's Vineyard, where the movie was filmed) made going into the water even more paralyzing. That said: Great movie!
I still love the film. I let my then 12 year old watch it with me last year. With more of the world being exposed to our children than to us back then, I don’t think it’s as traumatizing. At least I hope not. I believe much has been done towards understanding these magnificent creatures to the point where people can enjoy this film as a cinematic masterpiece.
OMG! That movie so traumatised me that to this day I am not going deeper than a foot into the ocean. I am 74 and that movie, along with a Florida overhead photo of my favourite beach in Clearwater that showed 16 foot sharks swimming gracefully between unaware swimmers, cemented my fear of the open ocean. I love that there are sharks and I always think that it's a travesty against nature when people go up in arms crying or baying for shark removal because a surfer was taken. Respect them; it's THEIR habitat, not yours. Swim or do as you please, but don't penalise an animal that mistakes you for a seal dinner.
Seven years old? Yikes!
I was fifteen, saw it premier night in my town with two friends. Afterward we went swimming in my family's backyard pool, all lights off.
I was one click short of terrified, swimming "in the deep end", in the dark. I KNEW I was in a freshwater pool in my own back yard but wrestling with my imagination was like trying to hold a full team of runaway horses.
Fun times.
I’d forgotten those parts from the book that didn’t make the movie. If it was being made today, I suspect they’d be left in.
Every year for my birthday I got to pick a restaurant for dinner then a movie to see. Jaws (and Red Lobster)were my picks for 1975,the year I turned twelve. 🎂🍿
I don’t have to Google the USS Indianapolis. An uncle I never met was on her. My brother is named for him and the extended family all had at least a small photo of a smiling sailor near the rail of her in the sun.
That was the most memorable part of the movie for me.
In Victoria Australia, shark is called 'flake' in fish and chip shops, and very popular, partly due to the lack of bones.
They eat us, we eat them - only fair 🤷♀️
Noooooooo
I didn’t know 7 year olds were allowed in to that movie on their own! Whoa! Definitely not suitable for kids
Quint's remark, "You're gonna need a bigger boat," is a line from the movie I've never forgotten. It was a horror movie in broad daylight. Spielberg did well to edit out the Mafia and cat-killing shit.
Sharks in politics, business, and the law scare me much more than the sharks down in the water.
Oh, hell do I remember watching that movie at the age of 16. It was the first movie I ever went to where I could not finish my popcorn -- queasy stomach, nerves from the tension. To top that off, my family vacationed in Maine that summer, which (while not Martha's Vineyard, where the movie was filmed) made going into the water even more paralyzing. That said: Great movie!
I still love the film. I let my then 12 year old watch it with me last year. With more of the world being exposed to our children than to us back then, I don’t think it’s as traumatizing. At least I hope not. I believe much has been done towards understanding these magnificent creatures to the point where people can enjoy this film as a cinematic masterpiece.
I finally saw Jaws last year. I'm about to be 56. Yes, I'm late to the party. Even knowing what was going to happen, it still got me.
I didn't see Jaws until I was decades past being a kid, so my take on it was as an enjoyable summer movie seen out of content.
Lucky. I saw it in my twenties - after literally a lifetime in the ocean - swimming in deep water. No fear.
Then visceral horror.