...unfortunately, this wasn't supposed to be a comedy. Let's see, the shark swims down the coast as though following the family to the Bahamas. Then there's Mario Van Peebles trying to sound Jamaican but sounding instead like Miss Cleo's long-lost brother. But here's my favorite: there's a scene where Van Peebles gets crushed in the shark's jaws but later escapes only with blood-soaked clothes and a noticeable limp. Hysterical. If you treat this film like a comedy and forget that a good director named Steven Spielberg directed the original, you should enjoy this one. Jaws the Revenge proves one thing: sequels are often a perfect example of failing to quit when one is ahead (and in the case of Dumb and Dumberer, failure to quit when one is behind).
Review of Jaws: The Revenge
