re: What's the OT lounges opinion on letting their teens see Jaws in IMAX 3D this weekend?

Them boys prob spanking it to Instagram Models and listening to Yung Gravy... Jaws aint gonna hurt nothing

Things are a hell of a lot different today than back in 1975. Your kids see worse things on primetime and probably play scarier video games.

I saw jaws when I was maybe 8 years old and I turned out to be a semi fascist so take that FWIW

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Hell i saw it at the theaters when i was 6 back in 1976.

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Same.

And then I spent the next 8 years trying to get over my fear of swimming in our own swimming pool.

They are fine. shite jaws is kindergarten material. They need to be moving into the teen slasher movies.

You should be ashamed for even asking this

They should see it. Just don’t be surprised when they refuse to get in the water on the next beach trip. Or even a lake.

I hope this is a joke or your kids are pussies

Jaws in theatre is fantastic.

Also you can use it as a teaching moment about ww2 and the Indianapolis. When men were hard asses and endured frickin hell so we could be little spoiled shits today

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Also you can use it as a teaching moment about ww2 and the Indianapolis. When men were hard asses and endured frickin hell so we could be little spoiled shits today

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I did a thread a while back on it.


Hardcore History-Nightmares of Indianapolis


USS Indianapolis Wiki



Quint’s Tale of the Indianapolis from Jaws

USS Indianapolis


Indianapolis left,
With near twelve hundred men,
Only three hundred sixteen,
Would come back again,
And so secret was she,
sent no call of distress,
The torpedoes got some,
And the sharks got the rest,

They delivered the bomb,
And in secret returned,
‘Til a Japanese sub,
Their location discerned,
And a pair of torpedoes,
With hardly a sound,
Put a hole in her hull,
In 12 minutes she drowned,

Some unlucky three hundred,
Joined her when she did sink,
Nearly 900 men,
Still remained in the drink,
Oil-coated, they floated,
Out there in the dark,
But when dawn broke upon them,
They saw the first shark,

Floating there in the flotsam,
And then came the screams,
Then the spreading red water,
That would haunt them in dreams,
Doll-eyed bulls, hungry tigers,
Whites and fierce hammerheads,
Bodies bobbed, as asleep,
Bitten in half, were dead,

In warm seas of the tropics,
The blue water was clear,
Sailors spied swimming specters,
Of death drawing near,
As the salt and sun burned,
Robbing men of their pallor,
As these beasts had their feast,
Taking six men an hour,

Adrift in the ocean,
No planes, and no birds,
Only sharks by the thousand,
And the screams of two thirds,
But as bad as the day was,
The night was the worst,
Though surrounded by water,
Sailors cried out from thirst,

It was nearly 4 days,
Until rescue would come,
Men were begging for death,
Wishes granted for some,
Dying words from the wounded,
Vests unstrapped from the dead,
All while unblinking monsters,
Would grow fat and well fed,

With near twelve hundred men,
That doomed ship had set out,
Only three hundred sixteen,
Would still be about,
Of that secret ship’s sailors,
Were near nine hundred less,
The cruel sea claimed the lucky,
And the sharks got the rest.






I highly recommend listening to Dan Carlin’s recounting of that terrible tragedy. I can’t even imagine the sheer terror, the hopelessness, the abject fear.
What would be worse, being able to see them during the day, or the blind horror of the night?

A salute to those that lived and died, adrift in the endless dark waters.