JAWS (1975) (****)
Steven Spielberg made his name with this film. Every person who has any trepidation when stepping into the ocean, I think in someway it's because they are consciously or subconsciously thinking about this film. Who hasn't gone swimming and sung the theme to JAWS at least once in their lives? The film is a masterpiece. It's a horror picture with heart and extremely well-developed characters.
The plot is simple, a man-eating shark has staked grown off the shore of a beach community as the summer vacation season is about start. Police chief Martin Brody (Roy Scheider, ALL THAT JAZZ) is new to Amityville, which won't accept him and his family as Islanders because they weren't born there. After the first two attacks, Brody wants to close the beaches, but community pressure forces him to open them. After a third attack, which threatened his son's life, Brody heads out with oceanographer Matt Hooper (Richard Dreyfuss, ONCE AROUND) and crusty seaman Quint (Robert Shaw, THE STING) to kill the beast.



























































