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23 hours ago, Underdog said:

The French Connection

The Seven Ups 

All That Jazz

Scheider was in a few low budget films in the 80s I never watched, I want to say he played a baseball player in one of them. 

Totally forgot Sorcerer, he was good in that also. 

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On 6/28/2025 at 10:43 AM, Underdog said:

Totally forgot Sorcerer, he was good in that also. 

Sorcerer is a great movie.

If you have not seen it I highly recommend it.

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The picture forever in my mind is how every person I could see in that theater was plastered to the back of their seat the first time that shark's head came up out of the water.

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20 minutes ago, Steamboat1874 said:

Re-watched Sorcerer last night.

Holy shit that is a great movie.

Just googled. William Friedkin, huh. Interesting. 
 

for full circle, apparently friedkin directed Robert Shaw in n a 1968 movie called the birthday party. 

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On 6/24/2025 at 3:28 AM, Underdog said:

J2 is a decent sequel far less gory than original but has a few good tense scenes and another solid JW score. 

The bigger boat line is catchy, indeed, however the thing about the Jaws that gets everyone is two freaking notes of music.
You hear the duuuuh-nuuunt!!!  and you know immediately impending doom is present.

2.Notes.

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I watched 2 last night. They show the shark too much. Some scenes shows a real shark that is nowhere near the size of the mechanical shark, and the mechanical shark looks pretty cheesy. They should have stuck with what worked with the first movie. 

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1 hour ago, bschoolprof said:

Every shark got progressively worse in each sequel.  You would think they would get better as technology advances.  By Jaws 4, it looked like claymation.  

There wasn’t enough time between them for tech to advance, and each one surely had a lower budget than the previous. 

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2 hours ago, Pato del Muerto said:

There wasn’t enough time between them for tech to advance, and each one surely had a lower budget than the previous. 

nah, 2, 3, and 4 had similar budgets to each other and double the budget of the original (20-25 mil vs 10).  Just bad/lazy filmmaking.  

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6 minutes ago, bschoolprof said:

nah, 2, 3, and 4 had similar budgets to each other and double the budget of the original (20-25 mil vs 10).  Just bad/lazy filmmaking.  

Are you a pair of orthopedic shoes?  Because I stand corrected. 

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15 hours ago, honolulu horn said:

The Indianapolis monologue, Norman Bates’ conversation with Marion Crane in the study in Psycho, and chigurh’s “call it” coin flip scene in NCFOM are probably my top 3 favorite movie moments ever. 

All great but I would add that opening scene in Sling Blade when Carl is being interviewed by the young journalism student.

Chilling.

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8 minutes ago, Steamboat1874 said:

All great but I would add that opening scene in Sling Blade when Carl is being interviewed by the young journalism student.

Chilling.

All great but I would add the moment when crowd in Rick’s singing La Marseillaise, lets loose on “Aux armes, Citoyens! Armez vos battaillons!”  Gives me chills and wet eyes every time!  Fuckin Nazi assholes!  Vive la France!

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17 hours ago, MissingInAction said:

God damn it not this shit again. Thread is about Jaws 50th yall.

Yeah sorry if I derailed things a bit -- my point was that the Indianapolis monologue is, to me, the scariest part of the whole movie. Just an incredible scene in an incredible movie. 

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25 minutes ago, honolulu horn said:

Yeah sorry if I derailed things a bit -- my point was that the Indianapolis monologue is, to me, the scariest part of the whole movie. Just an incredible scene in an incredible movie. 

Thats a great point. Not derailing at all. Its just the posts that came after and we were sure to snow ball into scariest scenes in any movie ever.

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1 hour ago, honolulu horn said:

Yeah sorry if I derailed things a bit -- my point was that the Indianapolis monologue is, to me, the scariest part of the whole movie. Just an incredible scene in an incredible movie. 

It was the tone change. First part of the movie we are horrified as the shark hunts, then there’s the first shift after they get the first barrel. The music changes, the three men are working together and getting along. It feels like a fun adventure. They go in an are drinking and laughing, we are all having fun.  It’s going to be ok!  The sweater joke, hahaha.

then, what’s that one. USS Indianapolis.  Dreyfus shuts down immediately. Huge tone change towards dark.  Act III begins. Story goes right into the shark breaking the boat and all that follows. No break until the end. 
 

 

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one of my favorite lines is "I'll find him for 3, but I'll catch him and kill him fer 10".  

the chalkboard scene is great.  It is basically Quint describing what will end up happening to him at the end.

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1 hour ago, MissingInAction said:

Thats a great point. Not derailing at all. It’s just the posts that came after and we were sure to snow ball into scariest scenes in any movie ever.

Nude Kathy Bates in All About Schmidt. 

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The original Jaws profoundly affected the vacation culture for decades and I can testify.  
 

In or about 1990 Mama Llama, baby girl Llama (then age 6) and I were hosting my wife’s niece, a beanpole skinny, cute, hyperactive, precious but very easily spooked girl of 10 for July 4th weekend.  Then as now, we lived about ten minutes from the Gulf of Mexico (!) public beaches.  
 

Mama was basking on the beach while I entertained the kids about 75 feet offshore as they floated in a rubber dinghy about four feet long.  Surf was smooth to moderate with the occasional big breaker.  I was in chest deep water, holding onto the little boat to keep it steady.  The game was to make the girls face away from the breakers and have a big OH WOW EEK! adventure when a big breaker would occasionally crash in, nearly swamping the SS Minnow and drenching us all. This went on nicely for 15 or 20 minutes until a disturbing sound registered in my lizard brain.  It was Mama calling my name with a certain tone I had come to recognize after 20 years of marriage.  I couldn’t hear distinctly because of the surf noise and hundreds of kids and adults clamoring,  All that was missing was Chief Brody.

I looked at Mama’s spot on the beach only to see her unoccupied towel and our cooler beside it. Then I found her standing all the way down to the edge of the water, staring at me and indicating with gestures “look over to your right.” Without telling the kids, who were faced away fron me as the game required, I scanned the water to my right . . . and saw that which I had been dreading since first seeing Jaws in 1975 - a sleek, gray, BIG triangle, sliding through the water.  It sas only about 100 feet away and heading gradually in my general direction. Son of a bitch.  I could imagine if not actually feel those sharp white teeth clamping on my right leg and my femoral artery gushing away.
 

Fearing the wrath of Mama more than any creature in the universe, I decided if I was checking out on that day, I would try my best to get my passengers back to shore.  I started to walk toward shore and pushing the boat before me, keeping my eyes on the gray triangle of certain death, which was now closer to us than we were to the shore.  The girls immediately began to protest, “Awwww!  Noooo! We don’t wanna go in yet!” I said something lame about needing to rest a minute.  Niece Llama chose that moment to look at my face.  She saw where I was looking and with the uncanny radar sense of a preadolescent, looked to our right and saw . . . IT.  
 

Quick as a flash, she stood up in the boat, pointed with a long skinny arm and screamed “SHHHAAAAAARRRRRKK!!”
and jumped rihht out of the boat into the fucking water!  My attention was now divided between protecting my baby, my wife’s favorite niece and somehow moving closer to dry land.  I reached out and grabbed my niece, who was wiggling like a sack of squirming eels, told my daughter to look for her mama and paddle but STAY IN THE BOAT.  

Guys, it was nightmarish.  My feet couldn’t find solid purchase, waves were smacking me from behind, salt water was in my eyes, the crazy niece was screaming for her life
and a fucking real shark was now 20 feet away, swimming in a slow arc but on a trajectory I didn’t like.

At this point other beachgoers, swimmers. kids and adults in and out of the water, were making for land.  Finally, FINALLY I made enough headway to get more of my body out of the water than in.  Mama rushed out, grabbed the bow of the little boat and pulled our baby to safety as I hauled the shivering shaking niece to the beach.

 I turned and saw what turned out to be a seven foot sand shark glide through the water where we had just been, the shark calmly zigging and zagging, feeding on bait fish or something until his dorsal fin went under and he was out of my life, thank God!

Jaws the movie made me find strength and jacked me full of adrenaline that day, I tell you what.  For about three very tense minutes that day, a great white shark terrified this guy in the coastal waters of Alabama but all he ate were a few shad.

 

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