One Paragraph Movie Review: Jaws

Two hundred and sixty-ninth film: Jaws, the fish movie. This thing, obviously, has everything. Ominous strings, your classic public-safety-versus-big-business conflict, a mouthy, flashy mayor, a salty skipper with a robust mental health problem, a cynical, world-weary sheriff who hates the water, spilled milky fish guts, and Richard Dreyfuss giggling. And a shark. Also including the best version of ‘Show Me The Way To Go Home’ ever filmed, it’s about a shark that kills people and people who kill sharks. It starts, it gets going, it keeps going, and it paddles briskly home. It’s perfect. Five crumpled Louisiana number plates out of five.