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‘Jaws 3D’: Why We’re Still Enjoying This 3D Shark Attack 40 Years Later

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Steven Spielberg’s Jaws is a tough act to follow. Not only has it come to define the entire shark horror subgenre, but this aquatic adventure movie also revolutionized the concept of the summer blockbuster as we know it today. It’s difficult to understate the film’s legacy. From archetypal characterization, iconic kills, ubiquitous catch phrases, and an incredible score, Jaws is a nearly flawless film that continues to terrify new audiences to this day. The same cannot be said for its sequels, however.

The underrated Jaws 2 feels a bit more like a slasher with its cadre of teens stranded in deadly water. The fourth installment, Jaws: The Revenge, is known for its implausible plot and Michael Caine’s hilarious yet dismissive comments. While the aforementioned sequels have their merits–and fair share of ardent supporters–when it comes time to defend Jaws 3D, few rise to the occasion. Widely considered the low point of the franchise, the story of a great white shark at SeaWorld features pointless 3-D effects and a nearly bloodless plot. However, despite these glaring flaws, Jaws 3D is a mostly joyful and progressive approach to the shark film that deserves more than a watery death in the scrap pile of cinematic history. 

Years after surviving infamous shark attacks in the waters off of Amity Island, Mike Brody (Dennis Quaid) has grown up to be an aquatic engineer completing the design for now controversial SeaWorld Orlando. His girlfriend Dr. Kathryn “Kay” Morgan (Bess Armstrong) is a marine biologist for the park, responsible for overseeing the training and care of the facility’s oceanic mammals. Visiting for the grand opening, Mike’s brother Sean (John Putch) attempts to overcome his fear of the water in order to woo a professional water-skier named Kelly Ann Bukowski (Lea Thompson). When plans for the opening day celebrations are disrupted by a 10-foot great white, Kay lobbies to capture the fish and study it in captivity. However, corporate greed leads to the poor animal’s untimely death and the baby shark’s 35-foot mother emerges to seek revenge on the humans who took her baby.  

While Jaws 3D has moments of unintentional humor, the original concept was a National Lampoons-style comedy. Jaws 3, People 0 would have been a spoof of the original film, reportedly beginning with Peter Benchley (author of Jaws) becoming shark food in his own swimming pool. These plans were eventually scrapped and the film sifted through several hands before finally making it to the big screen. With original star Roy Scheider adamantly opposed to reprising his role as Chief Brody, the film follows his two adult sons who coincidentally cross paths with yet another gigantic great white. Joe Alves directed the film after serving as a production designer on the first two sets. Credited with designing the infamous special effects shark, nicknamed Bruce, Alves took his one and only turn in the director’s chair, helming a production that had been troubled from the start. 

Part of the fun of Jaws 3D is watching nostalgic performances by an up-and-coming cast. A young Dennis Quaid leads the ensemble as the charming Mike, demonstrating the affable wit and rugged good looks that would make him an A-list star. Bess Armstrong, known to 90s audiences as Claire Danes’s long-suffering TV mom, co-stars along with veteran actor Louis Gossett Jr. as the park’s opportunistic owner. Jaws 3D also happens to be the feature film debut of Lea Thompson just two years before she would star in the beloved action adventure Back to the Future. Playing a British version of Amity’s capitalist mayor, Falcon Crest alum Simon MacCorkindale is an aristocratic photographer named Phillip FitzRoyce with P.H. Moriarty tagging along as his faithful man-servant. Despite featuring all new faces, watching this talented cast play off each other adds excitement to the lackluster action. 

Many elements of the third Jaws installment fall flat, but its 3-D effects prove to be the weakest link. Part of a stereoscopic boom in early 80s horror, this visual technique does little to pull us deeper into the story and quickly becomes an annoying distraction. We get an obligatory scene in which Mike shoots a harpoon directly towards the camera along with various other fish parts appearing to fly out of the screen, but the most effective use of 3-D filming comes from the dramatic decorations on the park’s underwater caves. The submersible vehicles look cartoonishly fake gliding through the lagoon and the infamous scene in which the shark smashes the control room window has become a laughable meme. Viewed through a modern lens, these blatant gimmicks have a certain nostalgic charm, however the style creates a fuzzy quality to the film as a whole, especially around the edges of the screen. 

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I wouldn’t necessarily classify Jaws 3D as so bad it’s good, but the theme park location energizes the rather dour script. Alves opens with exciting footage of a water-skiing team slowly building a three level pyramid and the entire film is filled with exciting aquatic stunts. Trained dolphins Cindy and Sandy are endearing co-stars though their tendency to show up and whisk our heroes away from harm stretches the limits of plausibility. We also get an incredible “get out of the water” sequence; the true test of any shark horror film. Moriarty nearly gets into a fistfight with a comically beachified tourist while Mike makes a breakneck dash through the park on a hijacked popcorn cart. When bags of the treat cascade off the back of this miniature vehicle, kids swarm the pile of buttery kernels hoping for a free snack. Rushing to the stage of a crowded amphitheater, we watch Quaid interrupt an Old West-style water show to flag down the lagoon performers. Along the way, he capsizes the cart by running over a bush then tumbles down a hill spilling into a couple of passing orca-shaped strollers. Quaid has since admitted to aggressively using cocaine throughout the shoot, likely contributing to this scene’s frenetic energy.  

Jaws 3D makes up for the lack of original franchise characters by doubling up on sharks. The only film in the series to feature two great whites, Alves’s cinematic SeaWorld becomes the birthplace of a new apex predator. The science here is a little thin. Some shark species are more likely to eat their offspring than parent them and they certainly don’t embark on revenge killing sprees to avenge their deaths. However, this twist does allow for a nice albeit predictable bait and switch. Like Spielberg before him, Alves builds tension by filming from the shark’s point of view, but we see entirely too much of these massive fish. When the sharks do appear, they move with a robotic stiffness that rarely feels real. Attack scenes lack clarity and it’s often difficult to track which swimmers are actually in danger. 

It’s this lack of blood in the water that proves to be the movie’s fatal flaw. Many of the aforementioned shortcomings could be forgiven by exciting attack sequences akin to the first two movies. Several scenes feature water skiers chased by a menacing dorsal fin, but the athletes always manage to escape the water unharmed. How much more thrilling would Jaws 3D be with a high speed chase in which the shark picks apart the pyramid one by one? Kelly suffers a vague leg injury after the mother shark knocks her out of a bumper boat, but she disappears after the incident along with Sean. In a strange scene midway through the story, two thieves fall victim to the shark, but they simply vanish under the water as their raft pops. With no connection to the main cast, these deaths feel like a missed opportunity for brutal aquatic carnage. The final scene should be a horrific slaughter, but it’s nearly impossible to tell who in the control room has been eaten and who escapes. The only true moments of horror center on FitzRoyce’s death as he’s swallowed alive by the mother shark, not to mention a later scene in which his body peers out of the angry fish’s throat.

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With little great white action to speak of, it’s Kay and the dolphins who prove to be the film’s saving grace. Jaws and Jaws 2 treat sharks as monstrous killing machines and sparked a world-wide wave of galeophobia that proved disastrous for ocean wildlife. To be fair, Speilberg’s film (not to mention Benchley’s original novel) premiered at a time when little was known about Carcharodon carcharias. Released eight years later, Alves’ film definitely benefits from additional research in the field of marine biology. Kay fights to save the baby shark, mirroring Benchley’s later work for shark conservation. Though she does want to keep it in captivity, an ethically dubious practice by today’s standards, she seems to honestly care about the animal’s well-being. She jumps fully clothed into the tank to save the baby’s life, jeopardizing her own safety by helping to move oxygen through its gills. Kay only agrees to kill the shark when it threatens to destroy the park and anyone trapped inside.  

Jaws 3D ends on a joyful, if abrupt note. Having blown up the massive fish with one of FitzRoyce’s grenades–still clutched in his dead hand no less–Mike and Kay emerge on the lagoon’s surface and frantically begin calling for the dolphins. Having located Cindy, the missing Sandy signals his safety by executing an impressive jump-spin in the air and Alves closes on an exuberant, but painfully 80s freeze frame. As a child, I watched this movie over and over again on syndicated cable, mesmerized by these dolphin heroes. It’s this final scene that encapsulates the film’s sunny tone, a happy ending that outweighs the many clumsy attempts at horror.

While Jaws 3D may not be a very good movie, it’s far from the worst shark film to follow in the wake of Jaws and well worth a place on every summer watch list. 

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Neon-Soaked Cult Classic ‘Vamp’ Starring Grace Jones Still Has Bite 40 Years Later

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Grace Jones and Dedee Pfeiffer in Vamp

College kids, strippers and vampires—those were Donald P. Borchers’ only requirements when he approached Richard Wenk about writing and directing a movie for New World Pictures. As requested, Wenk cooked up Vamp (1986), a tailor-made blend of the decade’s teen movie craze as well as its horror boom.

Grim and earnest stories were still very much a part of the ’80s horror landscape, yet Vamp is something of a comedy. One difference between it and, say, Saturday the 14th, though, is the former avoids using schtick. Wenk’s movie proves that horror comedies also don’t have to subtract thrills from their recipes. Of course, it takes a minute before reaching that point; college antics and culture shocks preface this one macabre misadventure.

Vamp‘s initial setup is apt for a typical college-set, sex-driven comedy; to bribe their way into a fraternity house, two pledges (Chris Makepeace, Robert Rusler) go looking for some adult entertainment. Without wasting time on any further exposition, the characters embark on an all-in-one-night trip that quickly detours into terror.

To procure their elusive MacGuffin—a stripper willing to gyrate for some frat boys—Keith (Makepeace) and AJ (Rusler), plus a third wheel named Duncan (Gedee Watanabe), trade the safety of their remote college campus for the seediness of some unnamed city. The setting is recognizably L.A. by day, but as soon as night falls, downtown, along with the characters, slips into a kind of surreal universe. Director of photography Elliot Davis gave this early entry on his prolific résumé an unusual yet distinctive look; that Mario Bava-esque, magenta-green lighting is omnipresent, so much so that it’s almost its own character. 

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Chris Makepeace and Robert Rusler in Vamp

The faint comparisons to Martin Scorsese’s After Hours are merited, although not just because of Vamp’s distinguishing nighttime aesthetic. Save for the primary characters, the supporting roles in Wenk’s movie are also quite colorful and transactional in their behavior. The difference here, though, is the additional urge to ruin Keith and his friends at every turn. Some of that harm is humorous and tolerable enough, whereas the moment Vamp dishes out its first fatality, it’s abundantly clear how this movie qualifies as horror.

Vamp falls into that category of horror movie that reveals its genre with a scream rather than a series of whispers. The opening scene can function as a hint of what lies ahead—things are not at all what they appear to be—but otherwise, Wenk is more than happy to hold off on the horror. When that time does come, though, it catches the viewer off guard. In addition to the pure shock value is that sudden decision to upend the movie’s foremost feature. Or so it would seem.

If afraid of major spoilage, those new to Vamp would be wise to stop reading here. There’s just no skirting around the fact that the central fellowship in this buddy movie hits a serious snag when AJ is killed. That development causes the story to become more of a “long, bad night” journey for Keith and his romantic interest. So while Wenk scores points for subverting expectations, there is also a touch of sadness in his decision. Because if Vamp does anything well, it’s making the characters likable.

Something that comes easily to Vamp—and other teen horror movies from this same era—is its ability to invent young characters worth caring about, or at the very least, are interesting and not so immediately off-putting. More impressive is how Wenk did all this without actually fleshing out those characters. Still and all, Keith and his kind are a grade above cookie-cutter, and in some cases, aren’t completely devoid of growth.

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Grace Jones in Vamp

Vamp appeals with an assorted cast of characters. No two are the same, nor are they operating on the same wavelength. The cinematically extroverted AJ, whose actor conveyed charm and vulnerability in near equal amounts, comes alive when he’s at his most undead. Makepeace then makes the chronically cautious Keith a sympathetic fellow, even as he’s more and more affected by the night’s bizarre events. Meanwhile, Duncan is indeed the designated loser of the whole bunch, but Watanabe still manages to humanize him. As a bonus, the role didn’t require him to pull a Long Duk Dong.

As for Dedee Pfeiffer, she is plain adorable as the mysterious After Dark server nicknamed “Amaretto”. She spends all night fixing her dress strap while at the same time trying to get Keith to remember how he knows her. As their offbeat romance grows, it becomes another highlight of this movie. Whether or not Pfeiffer’s character is really a vampire also creates some welcome tension in the story.

Like a lot of its contemporaries, Vamp went on to become a bit of a cult classic. That current status is determined by several factors, but without a doubt, the casting of Grace Jones is the most considerable. The image of her writhing on that unique-looking chair, a Keith Haring original, springs to mind whenever this movie is brought up.

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Chris Makepeace, Billy Drago and Paunita Nichols in Vamp

Prior to that first display of unequivocal horror, local vampire queen Katrina (Jones) took to the stage and delivered a strip show like no other. One would expect nothing less from that renowned model and performance artist. By now reports of Jones’ tardiness on set are no secret, yet it’s also hard to deny her commitment to the part of Katrina. It was, in fact, Jones who took charge of her character’s appearance—on top of Haring painting her body and that now-iconic chair, she had Andy Warhol handle her costuming. And not too many actors could seize a room’s attention without saying a single line of dialogue.

In 2022, Vamp received a retrospective novelization from Encyclopocalypse. This literary union of preexisting source material—Wenk’s original screenplay—and new ideas from author Christian Francis amounts to a more comprehensive visit to the After Dark Club. The basic story there is no different than what’s shown on screen; however, Francis gets creative with the characters’ origins and designs, and he enhances a number of key scenes.

The novelization expands on the urban and social decay of the main setting, and supplies a background for the After Dark Club. Sandy Baron’s character, Katrina’s emcee and familiar, is given ample motivation for sticking around; up until the fiery end, he is loyal to his friend and former business partnerSqueak, who looks like he wasfed through a combine harvester, and left as nothing more than a heap of mangled remains. Then there is Billy Drago’s character Snow, the leader of a street gang called The Dragons. His reason for menacing Keith and AJ is more altruistic than in the movie; he and his peers act tough to scare off any potential food for the vampires. 

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Lisa Lyon in Vamp

If not for all the backstories, Francis’ Vamp would be a hell of a lot shorter. Instead, this tie-in read dives into how AJ met Keith—the orphaned Anthony Joseph hailed from a broken home back in Brooklyn—and how their friendship flourished over the years. Keith’s archership is no longer just an assumed part of his entire being; it’s a confidence-building extracurricular for a boy who got picked on before coming into the protection of the new kid in town. These supplemental, in-depth looks at the protagonists, plus their close connection, are maybe unnecessary. The movie already did a fair and concise job of addressing their platonic intimacy without the need for flashbacks and insights, specifically in that scene where AJ lays it all out as he sacrifices himself.

Where the novelization gets off course is its approach to the minor characters. Intermittently backstorying the likes of Katrina’s indentured servants, Seko (Leila Hee Olsen) and Vlad (Brad Logan), ends up disturbing the flow of the writing. Was it absolutely essential that readers know Vlad was the Grand Duke of the House of Romanov, or how Snow’s accomplice Maven (Paunita Nichols) became so dentally challenged? No, not really. However, one’s mileage with these random biographies may vary.

The novelization is a more substantial experience, but for a movie like Vamp, less is more. And as plentiful as they are, it never simply coasts on its campy charms, either. The character work sits comfortably in that realm between cursory and meticulous, the script is sharper than first realized, and Greg Cannom’s vampire makeup is straightforward yet effective. Most of all, the movie didn’t squander its out-of-the-box concept. Richard Wenk made his vision of acomic nightmare in which just about anything that can go wrong doescome true, and it is very enjoyable.

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