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Custom Orca by Mike Lorenz

Mike Lorenz, the talented creator of the very popular JAWS custom action figures, has also created a custom Orca as well, big enough for his son to command. Check out the pictures below, and keep an eye out for an upcoming interview with Mike. Thanks, Mike! Comments are welcome below.

1988 Martha’s Vineyard Pics Part 1

1988 Martha’s Vineyard Pics Part 1

by Erik Hollander

Lynn Murphy and myself posing with the fishing pole used by Quint on the Orca. Lynn was so good to us. He gave us an exhaustive tour of his place and all the props used in the film, many of which were in his home. He also shared many pictures from shooting that were in his photo album.

Erik and the surly island original, Craig Kingsbury. What a character! He was incredibly gracious to us and spent a couple of hours talking to us as he worked around his farm. He is JUST like his character, Ben Gardener, in the film, except he still has his head.

Chuck and Jeffrey Voorhees (Alex Kintner) Jeff works as a restaurant manager and graciously took some time off to talk with us. He even gave me one of his original 'Jaws' paycheck stubs from Universal and the envelope it came in. Nice guy.

Lee Fierro (Mrs. Kintner) and Chuck Gramling

Mark and Phil Dube, who played one of the prominent town fathers. He's the one that Mayor Vaughn urged to go in the water on the Fourth of July when nobody else was going in.

Chris Rebello (Michael Brody)

Chuck standing above the "Good Time II" ferry to Chappaquidick, seen early in the film.

Jaws Sketch, Parody, and Snow Sculpture

by Dave S.

Dave made a sketch of Brody and Quint; it’s the scene where Quint yells to Hooper, “Hooper you idiot, starboard ain’t you watchin it?!”

Dave made a JAWS shark snow sculpture, too.

Dave made an animated takeoff on JAWS in 1983. He called it “Jawed” and the shark is made of plasticine and the boat out of cardboard.

Custom Jaws “Brody” Action Figure

by Chris Llewellyn

Chris Llewellyn made this custom Brody action figure! He always had wished that they had come out with figures based on the JAWS films, and being a toy collector, he decided to make his own. Chris is working on a Quint figure, and hopes to make one of Hooper soon.

JAWS and Spielberg’s Rise to Auteur Status

A reading of the opening of Jaws (1975), incorporating it’s genre and an indication towards the beginning of Spielberg’s rise to auteur status.

by John-Paul Stephenson

Steven Spielberg is now recognised as one of Hollywood’s leading auteurs; a filmmaker who expresses his identity over a body of films. However, when he directed Jaws in 1975 he didn’t have the expansive filmography that he now carries. The film does, though, contain several important elements that would be eventually recognised as part of a Spielberg film.

Jaws is attributed for introducing the concept of the Summer Blockbuster, a marketing device which significantly altered the way films are distributed. The film enjoyed a saturation run in approximately 500 cinemas simultaneously, along with a very intensive media advertising campaign.

Unfortunately for Spielberg and his cast and crew, the film’s commercial success wasn’t an echo of an smooth running production, which saw the film double it’s budget and triple it’s shooting schedule.

The shark was as much of a monster off-screen as it is in the fictional world. Several model sharks were constructed, each for a different movement. As special effects maestro Bob Mattey had been forced to rush the completion of the models, they weren’t tested properly before being shipped to the set at Martha’s Vineyard, resulting in various problems. One model was cross-eyed, another couldn’t close it’s jaws properly, and another sank straight to the bottom. Also, they were designed for fresh water, making their plastic skin evaporate in an adverse chemical reaction to the salt of the ocean.

Due to these immense technical problems, Spielberg was forced to imply the shark’s existence for the first two thirds of the movie using point of view shots and John William’s infamous music. Although these difficulties made filming a nightmare for Spielberg and his cast and crew, they lead to most of the film’s suspense and critical acclaim.

“….that’s when the film went from a Japanese Saturday-matinee horror flick to more of a Hitchcock, the-less-you-see-the-more-you-get thriller.”

Steven Spielberg2

Jaws is often compared to Psycho (1960), and, just as people were hesitant about taking a shower after Hitchcock’s masterpiece, Spielberg made people very cautious about swimming in the sea.

The film’s opening, a synopsis of which is included in the appendix, sets the tone and themes that the rest of the film will follow.

Before the frame changes to a point of view shot of the shark making it’s path along the sea bed, the theme music begins whilst the frame is completely black, signifying the moral darkness from which the monster rises.

It’s power is amplified right from the beginning. The camera, or the shark, increases its speed in conjunction with the music increasing in tempo, demonstrating the incredible speed that the shark is capable of moving. Indeed, the credits, which are superimposed onto the shot, fade in and out relatively slowly, denoting that the Great White’s speed in comparison to human’s is unbeatable. To the shark, which has existed fundamentally unchanged for millions of years, man is only a visitor to earth’s evolution timeline, and the shark must protect his territory.

By using point of view shots rather than actually showing the shark, Spielberg is increasing the film’s psychological impact. The audience is forced to imagine what the shark looks like, rather than be told. “Sublime terror,” says W.H. Rockett, “rests in the unseen – the Ultimate Horror.”3

Both frame and soundtrack abruptly cut to a group of teenagers, who are drinking alcohol and smoking marijuana around a bonfire. The anti-social hour further emphasises the teens’ rebellion against society. Spielberg here seems to be delivering a parental message, in the form of an allegory. Both activities are illegal, and, by disobeying the law and their peers, one of these youths will suffer.

The camera pans across the party, and although they each feel relaxed in their group, the shallow depth of field indicates that they are all individuals. This concept will be reinstated in the second half of the movie when the three protagonists set out to kill the shark, and, in the climax especially, which features one man against one shark. All of the people on the nearby island cannot help him; he is responsible for his own survival, acknowledging the ideology of individualism of American capitalism, repeated in countless mainstream Hollywood pictures.

The setting is the most obvious element of the genre. The scene is set at night, the setting where the majority of most horror movies takes place, severely limiting both the character’s and the audiences’ visibility. In semiotics, darkness is usually associated with evil, from the black hats of the “baddies” in Westerns to the black costume of Darth Vader. In Western culture, outside of the cinematic world, people wear black, or other dark colours, at funerals. Ideologically black is not a sign of well-being, and this last example indicates that it’s a signifier of death, the fate that Chrissie will soon encounter.

Darkness is an excellent device for directors to use to frighten the audience. We fear not knowing what’s going on around us, and our visibility is severely limited at night. In this instance there are only two light sources, the bonfire and the moon. Both of these are quite weak, and the fire source disappears completely when two of the young people, Chrissie and Cassidy, run from the group.

The bonfire being the initial dominant light source is interesting. Fire is another primal component, and has a number of differentiating signifiers. It’s use here resembles the use of fires within tribes; as a safety mechanism, casting away shadows. The teenagers are protected by this light, but their safety is compromised when they leave the proximity of the fire.

However, although it can provide warmth and comfort, it is often used in the visualisation of hell, and the use of the fire could also be read as a warning signal of what is to come. Spielberg is again making us psychologically unstable, keeping us unsure of our enemies identities. Later in the movie it will be the town’s Mayor, who refuses to close the beaches for financial reasons, who is ultimately responsible for several further shark attacks. Spielberg is warning us to be aware and observe the environment around us before committing ourselves to a preconceived safety.

In a wide shot, Chrissie moves from the brightly illuminated, community half of the frame to talk to Cassidy, who is in the darker, isolated section.

We are further startled when the pair run from the party. The juxtaposition between community and isolation is conspicuous, and Spielberg is introducing a structure which will be repeated throughout the film.

“An initially humorous tone is then replaced by an atmosphere heavy with menace and then dissipated entirely by a shark attack.”

Neil Sinyard4

As she runs towards the ocean, Chrissie strips away her clothes, increasing Cassidy’s desire to catch up to her. These two strangers are clearly intending to have sex in the water, though this is prevented when Cassidy passes out.

“Their casual attitude towards sex may seem shocking in the age of AIDS, though in the free-loving seventies, it was accepted as the norm. But even though both kids seem innocent and appealing, it is her naive flower-child promiscuity that leads to catastrophic results.”

Douglas Brode5

Her nakedness not only represents the sexual theme, it also increases her vulnerability; nudity being another recognisable icon of the genre. In most modern horror films, the protagonist is a lone female battling against a vast, irrational force. Although the heroine wears very little clothing, the nudity, as is here, is rarely explicit. The darkness of the night and water maintain Susan Backlinie’s modesty. Visible nudity would compromise a family audience and gain Spielberg a ‘R’ certificate, aswell as violating his own artistic traits.

By having his characters dispose of their clothing, Spielberg is again reducing the elements of the film to the most primal. Nudity represents nature, making the attack into a basic fight between man and fish.

Chrissie is not aware that Cassidy has fallen asleep, and is now totally isolated. She has run such a distance along the beach, and then out into the ocean that the nearby community cannot hear her subsequent screams. She is alone in an unknown world; anything can exist beneath the surface. The possibilities of the terrors is only limited by the spectator’s imagination.

As Chrissie continues swimming, the frame changes to a point of view shot, accompanied by the music which we were introduced to in the opening shot. The implication of the imminent danger that the combination of the music and visual icon represents has already been established, and the audience reaccesses this knowledge having been briefly caught relaxing to the cheerful beach party.

The audience’s expectations are realised when Chrissie feels a sharp pain, and then begins splashing about in the water as she is attacked. What we are witnessing is her symbolic rape by the shark, whose shape loosely resembles a penis, just as Hitchcock’s Birds had to Tippi Hedren. The diegetic elements of the soundtrack, consisting of her screams and pleas of “Oh, God,” resembles that of an orgasm, where the cries are used to express feelings of ecstasy, rather than pain.

The unseen shark thrashes her around in the water, and she eventually clings onto a buoy, making it’s bell ring, in a vain attempt to alert the nearby community. After a final grasp for breath, she finally disappears under the surface of the water, and the frame dissolves to a match shot for the beginning of the next sequence.

A specific genre should be understood, argued Tzvetan Todorov, as an abstract, theoretical and provisional structure but itself transformed by each new production so ‘any instance of a genre will be necessarily different.’6

Because of its Hitchcockian echoes, some critics classify Jaws as a “thriller,” whilst others disagree. Douglas Brode describes Jaws as a “realistic horror movie,”7 and this expository scene contains recognisable iconography of the genre, most of which are primal in a film which will continue to strongly address primal themes.

Her extravagant death is very typical of a genre which is used to very dramatic, physical executions. Very rarely would you see someone poisoned and die peacefully in their sleep, as you would maybe in an early thriller. Horror deaths are much more violent, from Psycho‘s shower murder to the immense bloodshed of the eighties slasher movies.

In conclusion, Jaws doesn’t belong to a solely to a specific genre, instead being one of many films that can be cross referenced; in this case the classification is horror/thriller. Although many of it’s elements do belong to horror, the narrative, thematic and structural qualities and it’s psychological tendencies are more identifiable to Todorov than Polanski.

This extract contains many of the elements which constitutes a “Spielberg movie,” and which reoccur in his future productions. It fulfils some of the criteria which Andrew Sarris8 suggested to qualify someone as auteur, clearly indicating the beginning of Spielberg’s elevation to this status. Spielberg is renowned for his affinity for children, and this extract, with it’s parental undertones, seems to act as a prototype for his subsequent films, especially E.T. – The Extra Terrestrial (1982). Having already introduced to us in the opening shot his most identifiable theme, Spielberg now continues to fulfil some more of Sarris’ criteria.

Sarris suggests that many auteurs regularly acknowledge established filmmakers or films by ‘borrowing’ clips. For example, Hitchcock, whom Spielberg is regularly compared to, paid homage in Foreign Correspondent (1940) to The Odessa Steps sequence in Eisenstein’s The Battleship Potemkin (1925). The way in which Chrissie enters the water, and her briefly peaceful swim resembles Gill-Man’s underwater ballet in Creature From The Black Lagoon (1954).

In a relatively short extract, there are so many other elements which indicates Spielberg as auteur, the most obvious being the continuation of his collaboration with composer John Williams, a working relationship which still continues today.

Jaws also sees the commencement of Spielberg’s collaboration with actor Richard Dreyfuss, who plays ichthyologist Matt Hooper. Dreyfuss has appeared in two other Spielberg movies, Close Encounters of the Third Kind (1977) and Always (1989), and has said that he is sure that they will make many more pictures together.

These elements contribute to what constitutes a Spielberg movie, and his name gives the industry an insurance value, along with the audience a desire to see a film. The ordinary spectator will not consciously be aware of his thematic continuity, but will still expect them to be incorporated into his films.

“[The auteur sign] will signify a set of stylistic and thematic features, which, it is anticipated, will be identifiable in the text of a film bearing the auteur name.”

Patrick Phillips9

An auteur expresses his identity over a body of films, and as Jaws was only his second cinematic offering he was not at this point in his career considered eligible for this status.


W.H. Rockett ‘Perspectives,’ Journal of Popular Film and Television vol. 10 No. 3, Fall 1982

Douglas Brode The Films of Steven Spielberg, Carol Publishing Group, 1995

Neil Sinyard The Films of Steven Spielberg, Bison Books Ltd, Hamlyn Publishing Group, 1987

Patrick Phillips An Introduction to Film Studies, Edited by Jill Nelmes, Routledge, 1996

Christine Gledhill The Cinema Book, Edited by Pam Cook, BFI, 1985

Appendix I – Synopsis of Extract

The opening point of view shot of the shark making it’s way along the sea bed cuts to a late night beach party, attended by 1970’s teenagers smoking marijuana around a bonfire. One of the teenage girls, Chrissie Watkins (Susan Backlinie), catches the eye of a boy, Cassidy (Jonathan Filley).

The pair run from the party towards the ocean, removing their clothes. The drunken Cassidy stumbles and falls as Chrissie enters the water on her own, where she is attacked and killed by a shark.


1. The concept of auteur theory is problematic, and some critics believe that no one person can be the sole author of a film. Discussion over the term’s existence is not relevant here, and this essay presumes that the term does have meaning.

2. Quoted in Premiere magazine’s “20 Year Retrospective of Jaws.”

3 ‘Perspectives,’ Journal of Popular Film and Television vol. 10 No. 3, Fall 1982

4 The Films of Steven Spielberg, Page 36

5 The Films of Steven Spielberg

6 Paraphrased from The Cinema Book, Page 80

7 The Films of Steven Spielberg, Page 54

8 creator of auteur theory

9 An Introduction to Film Studies, Page 150

The essay as a whole is copyright the author; all known sources are acknowledged

JAWS The Comedy

JAWS The Comedy Contributed by S. Michael Simms


Why not let Mel Brooks direct JAWS 5? Here’s some brainstorming for the project:

JAWS 5: “This Time, It’s Pointless”

The movie opens basically the same as the original, with the shark’s POV, except that it keeps bumping into things, and there’s lots of silly things at the bottom of the ocean that you wonder how they got there (kind of like I wonder how the hell Quint “saw a shark eat a rocking chair once). The music is the same except instead of bassy horns, the main shark theme is played with a kazoo.

Leslie Nielsen is “Chief Broody”, whose wife is so ugly (like Lorraine Gary) she has to wear a bag over her head all the time, and he ends up not being very upset when the shark, which is in plain view, eats her while she blindly (because of the bag) doggie paddles in the water calling for their son “Mikey”. He has volumes of shark books in his home library for no reason, and we see him flipping through them ostentatiously in one scene, then he screams “Oh my God!” while reading one of the books, and when the camera pans in on the book, we see that it’s a hideous picture of his wife. . .

Mayor Vagisil is played by William Shatner (who was excellent in Airplane! 2), and he is uproariously funny- doing an interview like in the original movie talking about how safe the beaches of “Amityville” (there will be a cameo by the scary house) are, only in the background we see swimmer after smimmer getting yanked under the water while he’s talking. Even after it’s painfully obvious to the rest of the major characters that Amityville has a shark problem, he’s busy trying to book water skiers and dolphin shows, etc. for summer tourist attractions at the beach. He chain smokes like Vaughnn only comically, exaggeratedly so.

“Mott Hoople” is played by Mott the Hoople (so we don’t get sued) dressed up like Matt Hooper, and his main laughs come from the famous “This was no boating accident” scene and his cage scene during which he goes under wearing an outrageous “Ghostbusters” looking scuba outfit, which is so heavy that the line holding the cage snaps and he and the cage sink to the bottom. He also gets a great scene with Chief Broody when they cut open the shark under the dock and are sprayed with tons of cinematic gore . Then he starts pulling ridiculous objects out of the shark’s stomach. When Broody asks “He didn’t eat a car did he?” Hoople replies “Well, actually. . .”

The most hilarious scene will probably be when Broody, Hoople, and Quim (played by a grossly miscast Eddie Murphy) are drinking and laughing together in the cabin. Suddenly, the shark starts bumping into the side of the boat, but every time it does, they take a shot and laugh some more. Then the shark’s head bursts through the side of the boat, into the cabin, and devours a keg of beer. They’re all shocked and stop laughing- waiting for the shark to attack them- but then the shark starts singing “How Dry I Am” and they join in. The scene ends with them in barber shop suits (the shark’s head adorned similarly) doing four part harmony “HOW DRY I AM. . .” before the shark exits the hole and they rush up top to start trying to pin more empty beer kegs to it.


After the opening sequence with the shark bumping into stuff and “Da Dum, Da Dum” played on the kazoo, the scene changes to a bunch of hippie kids sitting around a campfire at the beach, just like in JAWS. They’re all roasting marshmallows and hot dogs, and in the background, we can see an enormous fin moving around on the ocean. Of course none of the hippies notice.

There’s a real pretty girl (Claudia Schiffer if we can get her) batting her eyes at this guy who’s playing “Row row row your boat” on a harmonica. She starts taking her clothes off and says “I love the harmonica. Let’s go have sex in the water”. The other kids are oblivious to this, naturally. He stops playing and says, “Hey, I’m not that drunk, Jaws could be out there. Besides, I don’t even know your name. Hic.” She finishes disrobing and says “Chrissie. Chrissie Victim.” He replies, “Victim? Is that Italian?” “Nah,” she says, “Vietnamese”. She is obviously not Vietnamese, but the guy replies “Okay, let’s go!”

They start running along the beach, and the guy is havin’ a hard time gettin’ his clothes off, and he hollers, “Hey! Why are we running away from where everybody else is?” She jumps in the water, and we can see the enormous dorsal fin not too far from her. “I don’t want anybody to be able to hear my screams!” “Screams?” the guy asks as he plops down on the beach. “I’m a virgin!” she replies. “Whoah! Lucky me!” the guy says. “Aw shit. Too bad I’m gonna pass out drunk in a second. . .” He then passes out drunk.

Chrissie Victim swims around for a while. The huge fin follows her pretty closely, and there’s a bouy floating nearby. The kazoo starts to play softly, and she looks around nervously- just missing the huge fin as it sinks beneath the surface. She shrugs and starts swimming again, and basically, the scene goes on with the kazoo playing a couple of notes every few seconds, her looking around, and the fin going back under. Real silly, slapstick stuff here, but eventually the shark gets tired of playing around and starts swimming right at her- kazoos playing loudly.

She sees it and screams, “Oh my God! It’s Jaws!” Then the fin goes under, and a couple of seconds later, so does she. She pops back up for just a second and grabs onto the bouy, but there’s this seagull sitting there that pecks at her hands till she lets go, then she’s gone. We see the bouy bouncin’ around for a second, then IT goes under, too; bird and all! SQWUAWWWK!!! Camera pans in on the guy on the beach making out with some other chick, then a nice transition to the House of Marvin Broody, where he is making similarly out with Mrs. Broody, who has a bag over her head. . .


. . .Suddenly the phone rings, and Broody says, “Saved by the bell!” He picks up the phone, and we hear assorted mumblings that sound like the grownups from the old Charlie Brown cartoons, and he’s nodding his head and saying stuff like, “Really? Oh yeah? Holy Cow! Ya don’t say?” and “What’s a shark?” and “Really? Well bless my ten toes! Guess I’d better check it out then, huh?”

So he gets dressed and drinks a few shots of vodka. His wife’s standing in the bedroom doorway as he gets ready to leave, and she’s mumbling something like “Where ya goin?” (we can’t quite tell cause of the bag over her head), and he slams the bedroom door in her face before staggering outside and hopping into his Jeep. He goes peelin’ out of the driveway and pops a cassette tape into the tape deck- it’s the Theme from Jaws. He’s driving so fast and recklessly that he nearly hits a few pedestrians in his wake, all of whom holler, “Hi Chief!” as he approaches.

After arriving at the station (crashing into a fencepost as he parks), he enters his office, and there in his chair sits an ancient (at least 80) “Polly” smoking a cigar, her spiked leather-booted feet propped up on the desk. She has the phone to her ear, and she’s grumbling, “Nah! He ain’t here! I dunno, why don’t you try the liquor store?” then, “Oh yeah? Same to you, mom!” Then she slams down the phone, and without missing a beat grumbles, “Hey hey, Chiefy. How they hangin’? Old Man Mcgillicutty called a few hours ago, said his picket fences all have “Screw You, Old Man Mcgillicutty” painted on them. Then Broody reaches over and takes the cigar out of Polly’s mouth (a recurring theme in this movie), and he’s like, “What else is new, Polly? Every week it’s something else with his stupid picket fences.”

Deputy Horndicks then enters the office proclaiming, “The body! The body! Oh my God! The body!” Then Broody’s like, “Is that all you ever think about, Horndicks?” Then Horndicks moans, “No! THE body!” and pukes all over Polly in an amazing two and a half gallon display of colors and texture. Polly is understandably upset and starts screamin’, “Son of a bi#ch! You mother#@$er! I’ll kick your f#@%ing @$$!!!” And Broody’s like, “Ohhh. . .THAT body. . .”

Scene changes to Broody and Horndicks arriving at the beach. “Right over there, where all those seagulls and crabs are,” Horndicks points. We see this nondescript guy with a headset standing there with this big bucket of crabs, dropping them one at a time onto the corpse, and seagulls checking out Chrissie Victim’s remains. One of the seagulls flies over Chief Broody’s Jeep and craps on the hood. Broody quickly disposes of it with his pistol. . .


After a few pointless moments of close-ups of the body and the camera panning in on Broody’s and Hordicks’ grimacing faces, the scene changes to the two of them back at the station where they are painting signs:


Polly is in the background smoking her cigar and throwing darts at a picture of Ellen Broody posted on the back wall of the office. She hollers, “The freakin’ coroner called and said she had her leg bit off first, then she was dragged around screamin’ for a few minutes, then she had her other leg bit off, then one of her arms, then her left butt cheek, then she drowned. Oh, and she was a virgin. What a way to go, eh?” as Broody takes off out the front door with the signs.

He makes his way towards the ferry, and as he passes Old Man McGillcutty’s house, the geezer comes runnin’ out screamin’, “Did you see what them little motherfu@kers did to my fence? I want ’em shot dead and put on display, you hear me? Gutshot!” Broody nonchalantly shoves the wizened Old Man McGillicutty to the ground as he passes, and arrives at the dock.

About this time, Mayor Vagisil (who is wearing a tweed leisure suit with the word “JAWS” embroidered all over it), his goons, and the town coroner come runnin’ up, joining him on the ferry. “Chief Broody?” the Mayor asks, lighting a cigarette. “Yeah. Who the hell are you? Broody replies, pulling the cigarette from the Mayor’s mouth and chucking it into the water. “I’m Mayor Vagisil, and these are my goons. We’re concerned that you’re gonna ruin the town’s businesses by posting those signs. It’s your first summer, you know. Peanuts, popcorn, bikinis, beach balls, brown legged girls with heaving…” “Uh, tell him about the coroner’s report, Mayor?” one of the goons pipes in before Vagisil can finish his sentence. “Oh, yeah…uh, we’ve decided you don’t need them signs ’cause the girl wasn’t attacked by a shark at all. It was pneumonia, right Biff?” The coroner glances at one of the goons who is reaching slowly for something in his inside pocket and gulps, “Uh, yeah. I think probably bronchial pneumonia. Yeah. That’s the ticket.” Broody gives the coroner an incredulous look and yells, “Fu@k you! You told me Jaws ate her!” “Tut, tut,” whispers the Mayor, pulling Broody aside. “Amityville is a summer town. We need summer chicks. You yell ‘Barraccuda!’ everybody says ‘Oh shit! It’s a barraccuda!’; you yell ‘JAWS!’, and we’ve got a slew of cheesy sequels saturating the town theaters for the next fifteen years. I don’t think you appreciate the kind of schlock this sort of thing generates. Besides, she died of pneumonia.” The coroner looks around nervously and nods in agreement. “Yeah, okay, whatever,” Broody mumbles. “I need a drink.”….

Jaws Drawing and All That JAWS Parody

by James-Michael Roddy

Michael contributed a drawing he made to celebrate the 20th anniversary of JAWS, as well as a still from the JAWS parody he made, “All That JAWS”. Prints are available of his drawing, as well as video copies of “All That JAWS”. James-Michael is the one in the middle, playing “Squint”!

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