
Recently, I watched a movie with a friend of mine called Shark Night and let me just say that the movie is quite nerve racking. It is the story about six collage kids who go to saltwater lagoon to celebrate the end of their semester. However, they are not aware that three people in the lagoon have let out 46 sharks out into the lake to record the attacks and sell them. Like any movie you know that everyone will die except for the main character and their boyfriend/girlfriend, for this reason it was difficult to accept that most of the characters had to die, considering every character had an individual yet fun personality that you had a small connection to as the audience. Another aspect that impacted me was the horrid personality of the “bad guys” in the film who saw fun in watching people die through shark attacks, one of them even referred to one of the attacks as a “Happy Hour”. However, their sick minded attitude was made up for when they were all killed by sharks. Overall, it was quite a suspenseful film, so suspenseful in fact that by the end of it I was sick to my stomach; and making the impact stronger was the fact that I was going to the beach the next day…
As you can imagine the combination of a shark movie and a beach trip is not the best for any teenagers mind. I did get into the water; don’t get me wrong, I was not terrified but there were times where I could see my feet dangling from the surface of the water and the Jaws theme song played within the depth of my mind. Not to mention the thought of having a face like the one below looking at me from the depth of the salty water.
I’m sure you could understand why it was not the best trip to the beach I’ve ever had.
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