"This shark, swallow ya whole..."
By the time Steven Spielberg’s new film JAWS had finished
its theatrical run in 1975, history had been made; the film had broken box
office records on its way to becoming the highest grossing of all time, awards
and nominations were on the way, and the names Spielberg and John Williams were
now on the radar of every movie buff in the world. All this success was a
miracle considering the choppy waters the film had to navigate during production;
between a mechanical shark that wouldn’t work, harsh weather conditions while
shooting at sea, seasick crew members and cast members, and a schedule and
budget that went way over the initial projections. Somehow it all came together
in the end, but how did such a troubled start finish so strong?
The answer is not a simple one, but can be traced back to
the very beginning…which was Peter Benchley’s best-selling novel of the same
name. JAWS the movie ultimately was a story about a killer shark which
terrorized a resort town and the efforts of the town’s police chief, Martin
Brody, to end the bloodshed. Benchley’s novel as written was a dense thriller
which included many sub-plots including the mob’s involvement with the town and
a love affair between Brody’s wife and his eventual shark-hunting colleague,
Matt Hooper. The first step to making JAWS an digestible dish was to trim away
the fat and to just deal with a lean cut of an A to Z adventure story. Down to
the depths went the sub-plots of the mob and the love affair, which just left
us with the shark and the people trying to end the shark. The trimming was
effective on film, and perhaps left JAWS as the prime example of what can
happen when filmmakers are brave enough to make changes from the book to the
screen.
The structure of JAWS gave audiences something to latch
onto. The main character of Brody, played by Roy Scheider, was a police officer
but was presented as an every-day man faced with a frightening task. Brody had
real fears (he was afraid of the water), and was a grounded family-man…and this
gave audiences a true and likeable hero to root for. The early goings of the
film were a straight-up horror film, as audiences jumped out of their seats
with popcorn flying as the shark, only hinted at with John Williams’ primal
music cues, spilled blood and unleashed terror in an environment that people
most associate with happiness; the beach. It was not quite based on a true
story, but it was something that could easily happen at any time…which made the
film all the more terrifying. As great as the horror elements were, the film
would shift into another gear in the third act, when the main characters,
Brody, Matt Hooper (Richard Dreyfuss) and shark-hunter Sam Quint (Robert Shaw)
head out to sea to hunt down the shark. At this point the film shifts from
straight-up horror to an adventure at sea, very much akin to MOBY DICK or
something out of a Greek myth. The scares still came, but this time they came
in a whimsical environment of rolling seas, harpoon guns, sea stories and songs,
and a larger-than-life-looking boat which had such personality it was basically
a character in the film.
And character was where JAWS really brought home the big
fish. The three men alone at sea hunting the shark; Brody, Hooper, and Quint…were
on a common mission but had differences which gave Spielberg, his writers, and
his actors great material to play with. Contrasting characters makes for great
drama, storytelling, and character development…and the differences between the
three made JAWS function incredibly well and was also fun to watch. Brody was a
lawman who was afraid of the water, Hooper was an educated oceanographer who
loved sharks, and Quint was a bloodthirsty shark hunter who wanted them all
dead. Nothing about the three characters was alike, other than the final
mission.
All these elements, along with Spielberg’s exquisite eye for
framing a shot, John Williams’ simple yet effective score, and the masterful
editing by Verna Fields…came together beautifully much like a thousand pieces and
parts all coming together to create a well-running race engine. Audiences
reacted with their wallets and their screams, and critics reacted with showers
of five-star reviews. JAWS worked because of great efforts from all involved,
but also because it invoked classic storytelling in character and form…along
with a finale not afraid to go for arm-raising cheers. JAWS was a triumph then
and is a triumph now with a lasting legacy moving forward.
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