I watch the Marvel movies because I grew up in the 1960s and 1970s on the comics that inspire them. I don't think of it as cinema, but my full-on connection to the characters and the storylines make the movies thrilling. Sometimes.
Other times, ironically, the movies fall into the same trap that the comics did in the golden age—they become too ambitious, have too many characters, and the stories cannot accommodate the bigness of the ideas.
Such is the…
Anytime, anywhere. For my money, Spielberg made 5 perfect films, and this one is at the top. Not a wasted shot, pitch perfect casting, pitch perfect dialogue. No sentimental hokum, and a Mamet ending.
I find when talking to others that the legacy of this film (in terms of "inventing the summer blockbuster," "shark movie," etc.) tends to overshadow what a finely crafted thriller it, so much so that it I think it might be called one of the few "creature" films of the 1970s with an auteur stamp.
Masterpiece.
As much as in her legendary performance in FAT CITY, Susan Tyrell takes this completely insane horror hayride to the next level. It would have been a fine movie without her, more than likely, but she gives it life.
I have asked three cinephile friends for their theories on the the family history here, and have gotten three different answers.
Code Red blu-ray.
