Those of us of a certain age can indulge in bragging rights because we saw "Jaws" when it first opened in theaters in June, 1975. I was a 19 year-old college student at the time and was serving as film critic for my campus newspaper. Ordinarily, I would have received an invitation from the studio to view the film in advance. But this was not the case with "Jaws". Perhaps the top echelon of critics were given this privilege, but Universal wanted to capitalize on the element of surprise and didn't want spoilers to leak out quickly. Thus, my girlfriend and I stood amidst the seemingly endless queue waiting for tickets on opening night. We were fortunate to get into the theater, as many disappointed patrons were turned away when the venue maxed out. To be clear, "Jaws" was not a sleeper hit; a little-heralded gem that surprised the industry by becoming a major success. Quite the contrary. Peter Benchley's bestselling novel was deemed to be the basis of a sure-fire major studio hit and Universal was optimistic from the start that the film would be a major moneymaker. However, no one could have predicted just how big of a hit the film would be, certainly not the average movie-goer who anticipated a fun flick with some genuine scares. From the first frames of the movie, I realized the film would be something special thanks to the largely untested 25 year-old director Steven Spielberg, who initially won some attention for his direction of "Duel", a 1971 American TV production in which Dennis Weaver is trapped in a deadly cat-and-mouse game with a mysterious and murderous truck driver on a desert highway. By the the time the end credits of "Jaws" rolled on screen, I knew I had seen a genuine masterpiece. The societal impact of the film was astonishing. The next day we went to the beach on the Jersey Shore. It was packed but curiously, relatively few people were in the water. The news would later report that so many people had seen the film the first day that they were wary of sticking so much as a big toe into the ocean.
The "Jaws" phenomenon has persisted through the decades, surviving lousy sequels and a barrage of bargain basement imitations. In 2005, Cinema Retro was invited to the official "Jaws Fest" on Martha's Vineyard, a marvelous event that featured cast and crew members, an appearance by Peter Benchley and the town remade into the village of Amity, complete with the original signage used in the film. The highlight was a screening of the film on the beach preceded by a special filmed welcome from Steven Spielberg. Now the ultimate tribute to the film comes to Broadway in the form of the three-character play "The Shark is Broken", co-written by Ian Shaw and Joseph Nixon. Unless you've been living in a cave, you've undoubtedly read that Shaw is the son of the late esteemed actor and playwright, Robert Shaw, who played the role of the Ahab-like shark fisherman Quint in the film. Ian (I will refer to him by his first name to avoid confusing references to his father) also plays his dad in the production. He's joined by Alex Brightman as Richard Dreyfuss and and Colin Donnell as Roy Scheider. The entire play takes place in the fishing boat Orca in which the three fictional heroes in the film set out to kill the renegade shark that has devoured swimmers in the town of Amity. Ian and Nixon delved into researching the production troubles encountered in the making of the film, which went far over schedule and over budget, stranding the cast and crew on the tony island. As the play unfolds, we see Shaw, Scheider and Dreyfuss expressing frustration at their plight. They are angry and bored and the shoot has no end in sight as director Spielberg (not seen in the play, but occasionally heard) grapples with the unforgiving weather and endless mechanical problems that prohibit the giant mechanical shark from operating properly, hence the title of the play. The three men drink, smoke and engage in mutual ball-busting insults, as men will inevitably do when a bottle is passed around. At times they are genuinely friendly but Shaw's alcoholism leads to a tension between him and Dreyfuss, who bears the brunt of his wrath. In this war between co-stars, the cool and calm Scheider tries to play the role of Switzerland and maintain a truce between the combatants. All of them fear that they are starring in a stinker that will damage their careers. The play is primarily a comedy but don't expect pratfalls and one-liners. The laughs evolve believably through the excellent script,which also provides some dramatic and emotional moments concerning Shaw's inability to deliver the most important dialogue because he is drunk.The scene concerns Quint's dramatic soliloquy about the horrors that befell the crew of the sunken U.S.S. Indianapolis, which was sunk in the Pacific during the final days of the WWII. The survivors languished in the water for days with many dying from predatory sharks. As in real life, the play depicts Shaw's self-recognition that he had compromised the emotional heart of the film and we watch him prepare to atone for his sin by doing the scene right on the second take. (Shaw's delivery of this speech in the film should have seen him nominated for an Oscar.)
Director Guy Masterson has a genuine feel for the characters. There are no over-the-top moments and Masterson handles both the humor and the considerable pathos with equal skill. I especially enjoyed the chuckles derived from Shaw reading about the on-going Watergate scandal that was unfolding in 1974 when "Jaws" was being filmed. Duncan Henderson's set design is a model of efficiency. The men may be confined to the Orca but the production never looks chintzy. Credit Nina Dunn's masterful rear screen ocean scenes, which add immeasurably in "opening up" the play. In an age of over-produced, over-priced and over-blown Broadway shows, "The Shark is Broken" is like a revelation. It boils theater down to the basics- and thankfully no one decided to ruin this film-to-stage adaptation by inserting some dreadful musical numbers, as has been the norm on Broadway. The historic Golden Theatre is the perfect venue for this production, as it's not-to-large and not-too-small. It allows the audience to experience the intimacy of the dialogue and the dilemma of the three characters.
The performances are nothing less than superb. Ian Shaw is the spitting image of his father and delivers his mannerisms with precision. It can't be easy playin an iconic actor in an iconic role, especially when he's your father. Alex Brightman is extremely funny as the much-put-upon Dreyfuss, channeling all of the nervous energy and insecurities one might expect of a Jewish guy from New York who finds himself stranded in Martha's Vineyard with an occasionally psychotic and drunken co-star determined to humiliate him. Colin Donnell has the least-flashy role as Roy Scheider, and he brings off perhaps the most challenging performance impeccably. Why the most challenging? Because not even a drunk at a cocktail party attempts to perform a Roy Scheider imitation. The actor never possessed the signature characteristics of his co-stars, yet Donnell is so good at recalling Scheider's understated mannerisms that we feel we're watching the late actor himself.
(Photo: Matthew Murphy)
"The Shark is Broken" arrives on Broadway following a sensational, acclaimed run on the West End. Now that the great white shark is on the Great White Way for limited 16-week run, it would seem that a similar reception is in store, if the thunderous ovation given by the audience at a sold-out preview performance this critic was invited to see on August 5th is any indication. I hope that the play's populist appeal doesn't result in it being denied much-deserved Tony nominations because it is worthy of official recognition. We've all been through a lot of grief lately: the pandemic, international tensions, inflation and the ugliest political environment the U.S. has seen in the last century. "The Shark is Broken" won't cure any of these problems, but I guarantee it will provide some temporary relief. Don't let it be the one that got away. It's the most enjoyable theatrical experience I've seen in quite some time.
(The play runs 95 minutes without an intermission.)