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3.96 AVERAGE
I'm a huge film fan and my favourite movie is Jaws. I've devoured everything to do with Jaws in the decades I've loved the movie but for some reason this book completely eluded me until last year. Idiot.
The Jaws production is well known as a trial and this is a fascinatingly intimate and detailed account written by Carl Gottlieb (screenwriter, actor, dream weaver...). Huge chunks of it were completely new to me. He has a wry humour and isn't afraid to show people in their true light or shy away from the less appealing aspects of movie making. The anecdotes are varied and amusing and it all harks back to a different era of Hollywood.
Well worth reading for Jaws fans but also for anyone of loves the movies.
The Jaws production is well known as a trial and this is a fascinatingly intimate and detailed account written by Carl Gottlieb (screenwriter, actor, dream weaver...). Huge chunks of it were completely new to me. He has a wry humour and isn't afraid to show people in their true light or shy away from the less appealing aspects of movie making. The anecdotes are varied and amusing and it all harks back to a different era of Hollywood.
Well worth reading for Jaws fans but also for anyone of loves the movies.
I will never look at a movie boat scene the same way again
Interesting read - it is VERY brief and light on detail. It spends a lot of time building up the immense frustration of shooting a movie with a fake shark then glosses over the particulars. Still worth reading for the insight about studio film production in the golden era
Any book that chronicles the BTS of a book-to-film adaptation is interesting to me, even if the film in question isn't my favorite (though I do appreciate "Jaws"). This is a good read.
informative
medium-paced
I love movies, I love movie trivia, I jumped out of my skin the first time I saw 'Jaws', and I have the utmost respect for the creative process. This book should have been right up my alley, and yet I found it somewhat of a chore to read. I kept needing to take breaks from it to read other things, so it feels like I've been slogging through this one forever.
There were a few interesting yarns about the making of 'Jaws', but I found the writer's style difficult to enjoy; it seemed a little smug to me. It's a bit like when you attend the afterparty of a musical or a play, and have to listen to the cast congratulate themselves on how brilliant they were. They're not necessarily wrong, but it's all just a little wearing to listen to after a while.
'The Jaws Log' is made up of lots of little tidbits, but each tale feels like an afterthought, tacked on to the last without an immediately obvious link. It's a lot like being thrown around the writer's mind and richocheting off memories at random, like a ball in a pinball machine.
This book is probably better suited to diehard 'Jaws' fans - for the average cinephile with little more than a general interest in 'Jaws', there may not be enough here to sustain your attention.
There were a few interesting yarns about the making of 'Jaws', but I found the writer's style difficult to enjoy; it seemed a little smug to me. It's a bit like when you attend the afterparty of a musical or a play, and have to listen to the cast congratulate themselves on how brilliant they were. They're not necessarily wrong, but it's all just a little wearing to listen to after a while.
'The Jaws Log' is made up of lots of little tidbits, but each tale feels like an afterthought, tacked on to the last without an immediately obvious link. It's a lot like being thrown around the writer's mind and richocheting off memories at random, like a ball in a pinball machine.
This book is probably better suited to diehard 'Jaws' fans - for the average cinephile with little more than a general interest in 'Jaws', there may not be enough here to sustain your attention.
informative
lighthearted
medium-paced
adventurous
informative
lighthearted
fast-paced
"The next day, the last shot on Martha's Vineyard was begun in the morning. Steven had heard that they were going to throw him over the side to celebrate, so he behaved with the fanatic caution of the obsessed. He dressed in his best leather and suede outfit, hoping that it would serve as a deterrent ("Don't throw the kid in, you'll ruin his clothes"). He made sure to set up the shot with the Cameraman the night before, so he wouldn't have to be present for the morning setup and light. When the shot was finally ready, after lunch, Steven came out to the boat. On shore, Ric Fields was waiting with a car and driver, with Steven's things all packed and ready to go. Steven checked the shot through the lens, saw that it was good, and walked quietly around the deck whispering good-byes to the New York crew (the Hollywood contingent would be reconvening in LA in three weeks to finish the picture). This done, Steven sprinted to the side, jumped into a waiting boat, and sped to shore, where the car sped him to the ferry, which was scheduled to leave within minutes after they got there. Everything had been timed around the ferry schedule, and it worked. From the speedboat pulling away from the set, Steven shouted, "I shall NOT RETURN!" and then collapsed into the car for the drive to Boston. The crew finished the shot, and celebrated by throwing a few department heads into the water, as well as Cap'n Roy, a skipper of the Whitefoot, and everybody's favorite pain-in-the-ass."
--Carl Gottlieb
Pg. 201-202
--Carl Gottlieb
Pg. 201-202
Too conversational - some unfortunate terminology in the text that should have been updated