JAWS

Or, I how I learned to stop worrying and go back into the water...

I was 17, working in a Suncoast Video store in the mall for the summer, when the dedicated (and older) movie nerds I worked with showed me Jaws for the first time. I knew the music already, of course (who didn’t?), but I hadn’t actually seen the film. We watched it on Laserdisc, even, for those of you who are old enough to remember those. After closing,…