Les Mâchoires infernales

I just purchased a DVD copy of this film, having subsisted on an ancient VHS tape for a few years. Alas, the DVD appears to have been mastered from either very poor stock, or from a VHS tape. The opening sequence is almost unwatchable. Even the credits appear blurry. The picture is dark and seems out of focus. I don't remember it being this way when I saw it in the theaters. Then again, I was six, so what did I know? I still like the psychic/psychotic connection Jaeckel has with the sharks, although I could definitely lose the hokey "shark medallion" sequence, which accomplished nothing. I've ordered a new DVD edition put out by a different company. Both versions sell very cheaply on Ebay. We'll see how it goes.

Greetings and salutations, and welcome to my review of 1976s Mako: Jaws Of Death

The story gets a 1 out of 2: The trouble with this film is its ridiculous story. The writers barely bother hiding its stupidity. It wouldn't have been so harmful if they'd played it for laughs. I find it strange they ramble through this Shark Whisperer tale as though talking to sharks was typical. I know we all talk to our pets, but this guy believes the sharks talk back to him.

However, I have to say I fully embrace the idea of an eco-warrior trying to save the little fishes. Sharks have been much-aligned for years. It's about time they bit back because of their critical press. It's just a shame the writers decided to handle it in such a manner.

The Direction and Pace receive a 2.25 out of 4: What deems this an okay film is the direction. Most of the sharks are real. However, I'm hoping the multiple deceased ones in the movie were merely rubber props. Otherwise, that makes the moral of the tale hypocritical.

Where the direction falls flat is in the creation of atmosphere. It would've been enjoyable to feel anxious whenever the sharks attacked. But the director films it in a matter-of-fact fashion, which adds a smidgeon of boredom to the scenes. This film needed more tension and scares, which would have made it more powerful. Which, of course, talks of pacing. The movie has a steady pace, and it doesn't work. This style of story cries out for a roller-coaster style tempo. Because of the steadiness, I found my attention faltering.

The Acting gets a 1 out of 2: There are a few known faces in this film, and none of them helped make this film more entertaining. Even the Eco-Hero played by Richard Jaeckel felt out of place with his odd and peculiar character. However, I do have to give him respect because he nailed ominous. This guy can stand and stare, and you know you'll have to fight like hell to survive.

And, my Enjoyment level hits a 0.75 out of 2: Unfortunately, the ridiculous story and principal character hindered Mako too much. Couple that with the monotonous pacing and my failing attention, and you develop a sub-par movie.

The total scores give Mako a 5 out of 10: This is one of those weekend afternoon movies you choose to watch if there's no match. I wouldn't recommend you rush to watch it. In fact, I wouldn't recommend viewing this movie until you've exhausted all your other shark films.

Pull on your speedo's and breaststroke over to my Killer Thriller Chillers and Monstrous lists to see where these misrepresented man-eaters and their bestie drowned in my rankings.

Take care and stay well.

The story is about a guy who received a shark amulet from an old man from Mindanao, Philippines in w/c later he's protecting all of his friends ( the sharks ) and he afters those people who hunts or use sharks for business. Then later, he feels tired, killed those shark hunters and users, when he drops the amulet, his friends ( sharks ) killed him. Very very basic yet enjoyable enough, easy to understand film in w/c the focus is a semi-revenge, semi-friend loving revenge films, an average one, but worth the watch. Recommended for peeps who likes shark movies and underwater and fishing lovers too. The amulet makes it a semi-fantasy film.

Someone already pointed out that MAKO: THE JAWS OF DEATH is a hybrid of JAWS and a cult classic about a young man with a twisted connection to rats, WILLARD. But this film's director William Grefé's STANLEY, about a slightly older fella hooked on snakes, already borrowed from the WILLARD template, making JAWS OF DEATH a clone of a clone of a clone...

As Richard Jaekel, no stranger to creepy roles despite or even accentuated by his blond-haired, man-next-door look, goes back and forth from the seaside town to the sea itself, where the opening credits of a diver swimming smoothly beside a killer shark proves the introductory scrawl, about how the underwater crew risked their lives in making this motion picture, wasn't just for show: the first two minutes alone defines exploitation cinema at its finest, and riskiest...

But for the fictional story, time moves rather slow like in these kind of shoddy, super low budget films, especially conversations between Jaekel and the sexy tavern-swimming dame he saves from being raped by two town bullies...

Seedy shark-hunters played by cult actors Harold 'Odd Job' Sakata ala GOLDFINGER and John Davis Chandler, who looks like Jaekel's brother from another father... Peter Lorre. And Jennifer Bishop's Karen isn't very wise when Jaekel shows-off two pet sharks he feeds from an estuary below his island shack's floorboard. She actually calls him crazy, right then and there. No other ingenue in a killer fish flick has ever asked for it so much... but that's only the beginning of her extremely predictable/inevitable fate...

Meanwhile, her boss and boyfriend, and the film's primary exploiter, Buffy Dee as Barney, is the real target: he owns the club where both the girl and Jaekel's trained shark will swim behind glass for the patrons (throwing in a little KING KONG and MIGHTY JOE YOUNG influence)...

Going back to WILLARD, Barney's the Ernest Borgnine character here (who played Bruce Davison's bitter boss), only Jaekel works for no one but himself. And again like STANLEY, practically note-for-note, the girl erotically "dances" with the main character's beloved pet... that he unwittingly sold for that reason, while not realizing the otherwise docile predator would be unfairly harmed: plus there's a trusted doctor that winds up a backstabber, and he also doesn't live very long...

But the best, most original scene occurs in the beginning where a fishing charter boat thinks they caught a prized Mako, and in fact, for a few minutes, they have: until ascending angel Jaekel moves in wielding severe yet entertaining ultra-violence... but perhaps too soon...

More similar creative body count moments distributed evenly throughout would've made this a lot more fun for the drive-in audience it seems intentionally made for/catered to. Instead there's a lot of waiting between preachy talk about protecting sharks from evil humans...

It's always more fun when the psychotic lead isn't so idealistic and self-righteous wherein, like SILENT RUNNING, he kills for supposedly forgivable reasons. But for shark cinema enthusiasts, MAKO, definitely more well filmed than well put-together, is something to admire, at least once.

This cult horror flick has a memorable central character and some creepy shark-attack scenes, but its porno film-level production values and weak (I'm being kind) acting really bring it down. Better script than direction. Not without interest for 1970s drive-in movie fans, but the VHS copy I saw begged to be remastered and reissued. (Apparently Richard Jaeckel plays the lead, but the film was so dark I couldn't tell you for sure if it was him.) Would make a good double bill with Ben/Willard. 5/10.