Synopsis: Two
divers find the wreck of the Orca. As they pose in front of the boat, photographing
each other, something glides through the water towards them
. Police Chief Martin
Brody (Roy Scheider) arrives late at a function for the Amity Shores development, with
which his wife, Ellen (Lorraine Gary), is involved. Mayor Larry Vaughn (Murray Hamilton)
introduces developer Len Peterson (Joseph Mascolo) to the guests, then invites Miss Amity,
Tina Wilcox (Ann Dusenberry), to cut the ribbon on the project. The next morning, Brody
receives a report of an unmanned boat, and sends his deputy, Hendricks (Jeffrey Kramer),
out to investigate. Later, Hendricks shows Brody a camera found beneath the deserted boat.
Out on the water, a fin breaks the surface behind a waterskier. Suddenly, the girl is
dragged beneath the waves. The driver of the boat, the girls mother, sees only that
her daughter has fallen off, and circles around to find her. There is no sign of the girl
beyond her floating ski. At that moment, the womans boat is rammed by a gigantic
shark. Screaming in terror, the woman tries to drive the animal away, first by throwing a
fuel-drum at it, then by firing a flare gun. The flare ignites some spilled fuel, and the
woman, the shark and the boat go up in flames. The boat then explodes. While he questions
the witnesses, Brody has his subordinates drag the water in the vicinity of the accident,
but they only succeed in snagging an electrical cable. The teenaged Mike Brody (Mark
Gruner) and his friends sail out to a lighthouse, which stands on a small sandy island. As
Tina and her boyfriend, Ed (Gary Dubin), run through the dunes, they are horrified to
stumble over the mutilated remains of a killer whale. Dr Elkins (Collin Wilcox Paxton) is
called in to examine the animal. Brody points out the large bite mark on the whale, but
Elkins refuses to concede that a great white killed it or that a shark killed it at
all. The worried Brody embarrasses Mike by ordering him off the water in front of his
friends. Brody then tracks down Mayor Vaughn at the town hall, and tells him of his fear
that another great white shark is in the waters off Amity, but Vaughn refuses to listen.
Brody drives along the shoreline, and stops when he sees some floating debris. Overcoming
his fear of the water, he wades in to grab the debris only to recoil in horror as a
badly burned body also lurches towards him. It is the woman from the boat. That night,
Brody prepares a batch of cyanide-tipped bullets. He also tries to put through a call to
shark expert Matt Hooper, but learns that he is incommunicado in the Antarctic. The next
day, Vaughn, Peterson and Ellen take some potential investors in Amity Shores to the
beach, where they are dismayed to find Brody in the shark tower. Even as the three try to
convince their clients that there is nothing out of the ordinary in the police
chiefs presence, Brody sees a dark shape in the water offshore and rings the alarm
bell. Then, shouting for the panicked beach-goers to get out of the water, he runs towards
the water, pulls his gun and fires
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Comments: Jaws 2 is, to me, a
"blah" movie: not good enough to really enjoy, but not bad enough to really get
stuck into. However, since I want, in time, to move onto the far more rarefied stupidity
of Jaws 3D and Jaws: The Revenge, anality (is that a word?) dictates that I
deal with their predecessor first.
After the monumental success of Jaws,
the makers of the sequel were, in many ways, on a hiding to nothing here. There was no way
that they were ever going to duplicate the effectiveness of the original (particularly not
in the absence of Steven Spielberg and Richard Dreyfuss, both busy at Devils Tower
in Wyoming); but there was money to be made, and so naturally they took a shot at it. Jaws
2 suffers from a very obvious case of sequelitis, being both far too similar to its
model, and not similar enough: too similar, in that it duplicates much of the
originals story in way that is wholly unbelievable; and not similar enough, in that
it jettisons nearly everything else that made Jaws itself work so well.
But there is some good stuff here,
although it tends to come only in patches, instead of in long sequences. The one
consistently enjoyable thing about Jaws 2 is Roy Scheiders reprise of the
character of Martin Brody, which anchors the film and gives it an intensity and a focus
that it sorely needs. From the instant the dead whale is discovered, Scheiders eyes
take on a wonderfully panicky oh-dear-God-not-again expression. This is rapidly followed
by Brodys discovery of the floating debris and its appendage which is
prefaced by a nicely executed reminder of Brodys hydrophobia, as he takes endless
minutes to psyche himself into going into the water to grab the debris, even as the tide
drags it ever further from the shore. (As the mutilated body lurched towards the horrified
Brody and the camera - I found myself editorialising, "I cant imagine
why he hates the water.") This in turn leads to the films one truly effective
and imaginative scene, the debacle at the beach when what Brody thinks is the shark turns
out to be nothing more threatening than a school of blue-fish. The viewer can only wince
as the humiliated Brody is deserted, one by one, and left alone on the beach, by the
people who should be supporting him including his own wife, painfully caught
between her husband and her employer, and his eldest son. This scene has a particularly
sweet and poignant coda. The one person who does not desert Brody is his younger son, Sean
from whom Brody implored a therapeutic kiss in Jaws who joins his
father and kneels silently beside him, helping him collect the spent cartridges from his
gun. The only other scene in this film Id classify as clever is the showing of the
photograph to Vaughn, Peterson, and the select committee. Of course, we, like Brody, know
that its a picture of a shark but for all that, its truly not that
clear. The photo is rather like one of those "Can you find Jesus in this
picture?" cards: once you see Him, you can never un-see Him; but until then
.
When the female committee member says apologetically, "I just dont see
it", we cannot blame her, even though we know shes fatally wrong.
Interestingly, the only other sequence in the
film that matches the beach scene for emotional credibility also involves Sean Brody. Late
in the story, as a group of stranded teenagers fight for their lives against the marauding
shark, Sean becomes separated from the others. Terrified into immobility after witnessing
a fatal shark attack, he does nothing to help his companions help him; until finally, one
of the teenaged boys becomes so consumed by fear for the child that it turns into rage,
and he bellows furiously, "GODDAMMIT, SEAN, YOU GET OVER HERE NOW!!"
only, when the boy obeys, to envelop him in a smothering hug and break down into
tears of relief. Another believable touch follows the first fatal shark attack upon the
teens, when Tina Wilcox sees her boyfriend dragged to his death. After a few frozen
moments of inexpressible horror, Tinas first thoughts are, unromantically but
perfectly naturally, for herself; and she sinks back into the boat, whispering over
and over the mantra, "Make it go away, make it go away, make it go away
."
And whats bad about Jaws 2?
Well, unfortunately, thats pretty much a case of "Where do I start?"
Perhaps at the top, with director Jeannot Szwarc. Now, of course, criticising Szwarc for
not being Steven Spielberg makes about as much sense as criticising a cat for not being a
dog. The problem is not so much that Szwarc is a lesser director, but what kind of
director he is. While he has helmed a number of cinema releases (including William
Castles final film as producer, Bug, and the classic campfest, Supergirl),
the bulk of Szwarcs career has been spent directing made-for-TV movies, and endless
episodes of television drama (including JAG Down Under. For mercys sake,
someone keep this man away from the water!). And in a sense, thats one of the
major problems with Jaws 2: it looks like it was shot for television.
Theres a flatness about it, a lack of imagination in the camera set-ups and the
establishing shots; and this, along with an over-reliance on travelogue-y fun-on-the-water
inserts, robs this film of much of its potential visual interest. (In fairness to Szwarc,
he was brought into the project late after the original director, John Hancock, was
sacked; so quite a few of the films shortcomings might have been beyond his
control.) A second, and still bigger, problem is Bruce II. As you might recall, in my
review of Jaws I speculated about what kind of movie that might have been if Bruce
The Mechanical Shark had worked better. Well, in Jaws 2, we find out. Far from the
slow build-up and climactic revelation of the shark that made Jaws so effective,
here, from the twentieth minute onwards, we are given a series of long, loving close-ups
of this patently fake animal (proving, if nothing else, that familiarity truly does breed
contempt); enough to let us contemplate its plasticky nature, the way its teeth bend and
wobble, and (again) its inability to pull back its lips when it attacks, as a real great
white would. But obviously, none of this was enough for Szwarc who, during one of the
sharks assaults on the teenagers late in the film, gives us one shot straight
down its throat allowing us all a nice long look at the mechanisms that make it
go. If this is clear and obvious in a crappy TV print, I can only shudder at the thought
of what it must have looked like on the big screen.
Jaws 2 might have overcome
many of these deficiencies, however, or at least been a better film, had it put more
effort into its characterisations. Although it kicked off the ever-increasingly
dumbed-down "summer blockbuster" phenomenon, Jaws was a film for and
about adults. Three years later, sadly, things had clearly changed; and its sequel simply
swarms with teenagers, none of them the slightest bit interesting. Now, since Jaws 2
was also released in 1978, I guess we cant blame this (as we are wont to blame so
much) upon the success of John Carpenters Halloween. Still, this was an
ominous sign of things to come in the American movie industry, presaging the increasing
and today, overwhelming tendency to pitch almost everything at the lucrative
youth market.
During the climactic scenes of Jaws,
the viewer is bound heart and soul to the three men aboard the Orca; during the
climactic scenes of Jaws 2, the viewer doesnt give a rats ass whether
any of the kids survives or not. In fact, speaking of Halloween, what Jaws 2
most resembles is a slasher movie (to the extent that in some quarters its been
dubbed "Jaws the 13th"): lots of boring teenagers, few of whom
are ever properly identified, none of whom has anything resembling a personality, some of
whom die. (In this respect, Jaws 2 pales beside a genuine slasher, where at least
were assured that 95% of the obnoxious teens will die.) And sure, when the
shark makes its assaults on the flimsy, tied-together boats on which the kids are
stranded, it is horrifying, in a primitive, common-humanity sort of way; but
theres no real emotion involved; we dont truly care.
(Just as an aside, is really there anyone out
there, of any age, who particularly enjoys watching films about teenagers? Im not
all that fond of people of that demographic now, but when I was a teenager, I hated them [and
myself] with a passion. The very last thing I wanted to see in a film was more
teenagers. Yet clearly, somewhere along the line, someone must have decided that the only
way to attract their target cash cow---uh, I mean, audience into the cinema, was to
focus films almost exclusively upon that age group. I wonder who it was
? [Probably
the same person who decided that twenty-something Noo Yorkers were endlessly fascinating
and funny.])
And things are little better back on land.
One of the most annoying things about this film is the contrived repetition of the
we-cant-close the-beaches plot thread from the original, as personified by His
Weaselness, Mayor Larry Vaughn. (Hes still in office!? Whoo, Diamond Joe
Quimbys got nothing on this guy! [Its good to see, by the way, that
Vaughn is still supporting the local economy by shopping at the same clothing store as
always "Bad Taste Is Us".]) Vaughns mixture of scepticism and greed
worked in Jaws, where no-one had any real reason to think there might be a shark
around; and even here, its acceptable in the developer, Peterson, who is, we infer,
new in town. However, this attitude is farcical in anyone who lived through Amitys
previous nightmare summer - and even more so in a man whose son (inevitably named
"Larry Jr") spends all of his free time out on the water. (Apropos, not content
with trotting out Vaughns refusal to listen to Brody, the screenplay also has him
dismiss the deaths of the mother and daughter with, "That was just a boating
accident." Heh!) If, before, the townsfolk worried that the word
"shark" would start a panic amongst the summer visitors, wouldnt they now
be just as paranoid as Brody, and ready to head the panic themselves? But
"conflict" was required, and so a very familiar "conflict" we have,
culminating in Brodys sacking as Chief of Police. (This subplot would have been more
interesting if Peterson had threatened to sack Ellen, and forced Brody to choose
between keeping his mouth shut, or wrecking his wifes career.) Naturally, in next to
no time, Brody is proved right and is tearing to the rescue once again, making this plot
detour all the more frustratingly pointless.
What else is wrong with Jaws 2? Well,
apart from the sharks behaviour, which is like that of no other shark that ever
graced the face of the planet (Im particularly fond of the moment when the animal
drags one victim through the water and deliberately slams him into the side of a boat,
presumably to "tenderise" him), theres the fact that weve seen
well-built vessels smashed effortlessly by this animal yet it cant seem to
penetrate the pathetic safety raft the kids construct for themselves from their capsized
boats. How convenient. Still, the kids obligingly serve themselves up as victims, being
unable to grasp one simple principle that might have saved their lives: when under siege
by a killer shark, do not stand up in the boat! On a technical level, aside from
the over-use of Bruce, there are an incredible number of continuity errors---oh, Lord,
those endless, endless continuity errors! Most obvious in this department, is the
way boats tend to put themselves back together following or in one case, during -
shark attacks (this is also true, as it happens, of the Orca itself, which is in
much better condition at the bottom of the sea that it was on top of it); but theres
also the mysterious way that clothing shoes, jackets tends to come and go
between shots. On top of this, theres the strange inclusion of at least two scenes
where the shot has been reversed as with Brodys sprint to the dock, when the
signs on the buildings behind him are clearly backwards. And theres something else
about Jaws 2 that really gets up my nose--- Now, I have to be fair here, and
concede that this is not the films fault; but as with the Spring-Loaded Cat©
in Alien, and the One-Smashed-Radio© in Jaws itself,
theres something in Jaws 2 that has subsequently been copied and re-copied so
many times, it makes me want to scream the helicopter crash, ever since an
unshakeable fixture of seemingly every killer-animal-in-the-water film, right
through to Lake Placid and Deep Blue Sea, more than twenty years later.
(Although it does occur to me that the destruction-of-a-helicopter cliché may actually
have been instigated by Grizzly, two years earlier, and copied by Jaws 2 in
the first place a copy copying a copy.)
Hmm
.in retrospect, there was even more
to complain about in this film than I realised when I was actually watching it. So, to
balance things, can I find some other positive things to say about it? Well, theres
Lorraine Garys performance. She doesnt get much to do, beyond being
"supportive", but she and Roy Scheider have a couple of nice moments. The
relationship between the Brodys is lightly but appealingly drawn at the beginning of the
film, when Martin arrives very late for Ellens big night, the Amity Shores
development celebration. "Try to look like youve been here all along,"
whispers Ellen to her errant husband. "Look bored." Later, as the two
dance, Martin suggests they "get outta here". Ellens response is a
receptive smile and a murmured, "Wanna fool around?" And "get outta
there" they do except they have to stop and collect the dozing Sean, whom we
see cradled in his fathers arms as Martin and Ellen leave. As a brief sketch of a
long-married but still-loving couple, these scenes are quite charming. Unfortunately, the
bulk of the film focuses upon the town teens, and theres not much to be said for the
remainder of the cast, beyond the recognition of a few familiar faces. Ann Dusenberry,
"Tina", is a perfectly believable small town beauty queen, pretty without being
anything extraordinary; however, her characters ability to be on the spot whenever
anything dramatic happens grows increasingly gigglesome. Another of the kids,
"Doug" (I think) is played by Keith Gordon, future star of Dressed To Kill
and Christine, here making his film debut. I also recognised Donna Wilkes (aka
She Who Screams Incessantly), although I couldnt immediately place her. Then, about
halfway through the film, I remembered: she was "Angel", wasnt she? (Or
one of the Angels, anyway - the one that didnt have a head-on collision with
a Max Factor truck
.) Speaking of familiar faces, Dr Elkins, the expert called in to
inspect the dead orca, is played by Collin Wilcox, who was Mayella Ewell in To Kill A
Mockingbird. Wilcoxs brief, matter-of-fact performance is nice, but they stick
her with the silly movie convention that insists that biologists only ever refer to
animals by their Latin names as in, "Im having trouble finishing this
review, because my Felis domesticus keeps trying to sleep on the keyboard".
(There is also a line of dialogue in Wilcoxs scene that, in later years, would come
back to haunt this series of films. Brody, his fear taking over, brokenly questions Dr
Elkins about sharks "sensing things", only to be cut short with an abrupt,
"Sharks dont take things personally, Chief." Oh, yeah? Try telling that to
the makers of Jaws: The Revenge
.) John Williams is back on board in Jaws 2,
and while his score isnt as effective as the original, that darn da-dah chord
can still send shivers down your spine. And finally and yes, I am rather
clutching at straws Jaws 2 has one of the all-time great movie taglines
"Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water
."
although it is not, naturally, as good as the tagline for - Blood Beach
.
Footnote: Reality check: the
Sun-Herald, Sunday September 15th, carried a report of an encounter between
some Sydney fisherman and a great white shark off Long Reef, up on the northern beaches.
Sounding more aggrieved than terrified, the fisherman were quoted as complaining that the
shark "grabbed the biggest schnapper they had fought all day". And as further
proof that we know how to keep things in perspective here, this story was a throwaway
paragraph at the end of a story entitled "Breakthrough In Preservation Of Slimy
Mackerel".
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