Thursday, July 9, 2009

"It's really a miracle of evolution..." 'JAWS' at Robinson Film Center

My friend Jimmy Sandefur got a call a few months ago, Jimmy said, from "the nice guy over there at the Robinson Film Center. Said he'd 'heard there was a guy in Shreveport who had a lot of 'Jaws' stuff."
Jimmy said, "Well, you've found him."
And that led to this...

Coming July 11: JAWS Screening & Memorabilia Viewing
FILM SCREENINGS: Saturday, July 11, 5:00 PM & 7:30 PM
Free admission for members of the Supporting Cast annual membership program.
Regular admission applies to non-members.

The immense success of Steven Spielberg's JAWS forever changed the way films were released to theaters, creating the concept of the Summer Blockbuster. The Robinson Film Center celebrates this quintessential summer movie with a rare theatrical screening accompanied by a unique exhibit of JAWS memorabilia. Admission to the film is free for members of the Supporting Cast annual membership program, through which members receive benefits ranging from free movie tickets and t-shirts to discounts on space rentals and more. Learn more about the Supporting Cast.

Local resident Jimmy Sandefur has amassed a collection of JAWS memorabilia that includes rare theatrical release posters, promotional items, and even a costume worn in the film. See Mr. Sandefur's collection on display the day of the screening, 6:30 PM-8:30 PM. A special, Supporting Cast-only mixer will be held from 5:30 PM-6:30 PM.

We're inviting members of our Supporting Cast to a sneak peek at the memorabilia collection at 5:30 PM on Saturday, July 11. If you're a member, please join us so we can say "Thanks" for your support. If you're considering joining, come join at this mixer! A cash bar and refreshments will be available.

For more information:
(318) 459-4122

Show Times:
7/11: 5:00 PM & 7:30 PM

"Jaws" ... written by Peter Benchley & Carl Gottlieb

And finally,
Why I'll never wear a life jacket again...

Hooper: You were on the Indianapolis?
Brody: What happened?
Quint: Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side, chief. It was comin' back, from the island of Tinian Delady, just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in twelve minutes. Didn't see the first shark for about a half an hour. Tiger. Thirteen footer. You know, you know that when you're in the water, chief? You tell by lookin' from the dorsal to the tail. Well, we didn't know. `Cause our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. Huh huh. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, chief. The sharks come cruisin'. So we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know it's... kinda like `ol squares in battle like a, you see on a calendar, like the battle of Waterloo. And the idea was, the shark would go for nearest man and then he'd start poundin' and hollerin' and screamin' and sometimes the shark would go away. Sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that shark, he looks right into you. Right into your eyes. You know the thing about a shark, he's got...lifeless eyes, black eyes, like a doll's eye. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be livin'. Until he bites ya and those black eyes roll over white. And then, ah then you hear that terrible high pitch screamin' and the ocean turns red and spite of all the poundin' and the hollerin' they all come in and rip you to pieces.
Y'know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men! I don't know how many sharks, maybe a thousand! I don't know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday mornin' chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player, boson's mate. I thought he was asleep, reached over to wake him up. Bobbed up and down in the water, just like a kinda top. Up ended. Well... he'd been bitten in half below the waist. Noon the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us, he swung in low and he saw us. He'd a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper, anyway he saw us and come in low. And three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and start to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened? Waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water, three hundred and sixteen men come out, the sharks took the rest, June the 29, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb.

(Days Since the Peach Festival Began: 18.
Number of Ruston Peaches eaten by Me Since That Time: 0.
You'd think over here in that amount of time you'd have run up on a peach just by misTAKE!)