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Email comment: dammit, did I love reading that.

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Email comment: Well, Ben, funny but not for real!

I always liked (and use) the line about someone glimpsing the teeth and seeing Flipper when in fact the teeth are Jaws!

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Email comment: Wow! Impressive imagination you have, Ben. Actually quite plausible. I never thought about Jaws that way, though I read the book when it came out & saw the movie. You lay out a neat case. The connections...well...my immediate reaction is to think you've struck a subterranean vein that connects us all...at least in the West...perhaps related to the deep structures that Joseph Campbell & Jung both wrote about in different ways. Perhaps that's why you became obsessed with it. Btw, by far my favorite scene in the movie is Quint talking about the Indianapolis, & the singing...foreshadowing & pre-battle kamaradshaft. All on youtube now. Benchley is an east-coast WASP par excellence. His father or grandfather was one of the original writers at The New Yorker, Algonquin Round Table member, movie actor - a bigger figure in arts & letters than Robert.

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Email comment: wrong word usage for "penultimate"

Fixing it now.

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Posts like this remind me of the good ol’ days. Far-fetched but fun analysis of ancient cinema, and banter about getting beamed up aboard a certain someone’s Romulan Warbird.

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