Synopsis: Chief Brody’s widow believes that her family is deliberately being targeted by another shark in search of revenge.
Stars: Lorraine Gary, Lance Guest, Mario Van Peebles, Michael Caine, Karen Young, Judith Barsi, Mitchell Anderson, Lynn Whitfield
Director: Joseph Sargent
Running Length: 89 minutes
TMMM Score: (1/10)
Review: It’s somewhat sad that the first Jaws film I ever saw in the theaters was this third sequel and final nail in the coffin of the series (for now). Remember when the Sunday newspaper would have an ad for movies opening on Friday and a listing of the theaters it would be playing at? I can vividly recall opening the paper and finding the announcement for Jaws: The Revenge , clipping it out, and keeping it with me all week while begging my parents to take me over the weekend. Well, my parents and I found ourselves at Yorktown 3 for a Sunday showing and even as a seven year old I knew the film was crap.
Truly the lowest of the low, Jaws: The Revenge is a travesty of a film…one that gets worse with each viewing and is so off the mark that you wonder how anyone involved kept showing up for work day in and day out. The premise is ridiculous, the direction stale, and the shark is so fake looking you expect to see a Made in Singapore stamp on its rubbery dorsal fin.
Star Lorraine Gary was so enjoyable in Jaws and Jaws 2 as the wife of Chief Brody that it was easy to overlook that in real life she was the spouse of the head of Universal Studios. Now a widow, Ellen Brody still lives in Amity and her youngest son is following in his father’s footsteps. One wintery night, Sean Brody answers a call to dislodge some pilings stuck on a buoy and he’s soon gobbled up by a mean ole shark as a choir of townsfolk sings Silent Night, masking his cries for help. What could have been a reasonably effective opener (after a nice underwater credit sequence) is marred by an already fake looking shark and stilted direction from Joseph Sargent.
The grieving Ellen is convinced the shark intended to kill her son…which is totally logical, right? Instead of shipping her off to a loony bin, her other son (Lance Guest) encourages her to come down to the Bahamas to clear her mind and spend some time with her granddaughter. End of movie. Wait…no…it isn’t? Oh…OK. So…Ellen flies off to the Bahamas and our revenge-seeking shark swims all the way from New England to the warm waters of another island town looking for Ellen and her family.
There are so many problems with this scenario that I don’t even need to go over them here. It simply makes no sense in the least…begging the question why no one raised their hand and said “Um, that’s dumb.” Even co-star Michael Caine (Now You See Me) missed accepting his Oscar for Hannah and Her Sisters because he was filming his gaffe-filled performance as a pilot that takes an interest in Ellen. So we have about forty minutes where the shark pops up randomly and continues to do things sharks wouldn’t (and couldn’t) do like standing still in the water, leaping out of the water, and roaring like a dinosaur. It’s laughably bad and is a total affront to the films that came before it…even Jaws 3D.
In a way, I’m glad that Jaws: The Revenge was the last in this series. Though other shark films have been released over the years there hasn’t yet been another attempt to continue the Jaws legacy. I’d be up for it if someone had a good idea, talented director, and made use of the original location of Amity Island. Just please…no more trips to the Bahamas.