UPDATE (2/12/2010): This post was originally on another blog of mine called Level 8-4 that I started with my roommate. When he left, I kinda stopped doing these posts. I'm proud of the two video game nostalgic reviews that I did for the site, so I'm putting it up here because it's probably better than all of the posts I've done so far for this blog, and so that I can delete the other blog. I haven't really gone through and touched it up so there might be one or two or many errors, but whatever. Here it goes. Enjoy.
Seriously. Oh, he ate a bunch of people while they were swimming around. That's what animals do when they're hungry. They eat whatever they can get their hands or paws or mouths around. You can't blame them for attacking humans when they're on THEIR turf. "OH no, I can't swim in the beach because the sharks are hungry, making my life so inconvenient. We MUST kill them for being so uncivilized."
I should digress... and I shall. I'm not a crazy PETA activist or anything of the sort, but I just never got the whole "killer shark" gimmick. You're hating on a shark for being a shark. It's like going to the Savannah and blaming the lions for eating your sorry ass when you were definitely on its home turf, being their new lunch. It's like what Chris Rock says: "That tiger ain't go crazy. That tiger went tiger!"
Such is the story of Jaws... especially the first movie, because we all know the REAL villains in that movie wasn't the shark, but the town council who was greedy for tourist money and the police chief ordering the hit on the shark.
But I'm not here to talk about the franchise... I'm here to talk about the 1987, LJN classic game: Jaws.
I think anyone my age whose family owned a Nintendo Entertainment System when they were children has played, or owned, Kung Fu. I'm not talking about Kung Fu Heroes (which is below average) or Jackie Chan's Super Kung-Fu, which isn't a bad sidescrolling platformer at all. And I'm not even talking about that 1974 hit sung by "legendary" artist Carl Douglas.