Fifty years on, this shark tale will not let go of its diehard fans

My first brush with Jaws came not with the original film, but via the less critically-acclaimed 1983 sequel, Jaws 3-D.

- Chris Broom

Thanks to a tie-in with Nabisco, the back of my Shredded Wheat box came with a 3D image you could only see using the green and red tinted cardboard specs inside.

Nothing screams “get your kid to eat a healthy breakfast” like the poorly-rendered 3D-effect of imminent death at the hands of a revenge-seeking great white shark that’s broken into a marine park, right?

Still, to six-year-old me it was incredibly cool, and I do dimly recall being most disappointed that my dad wouldn't take me to see it.

He made the right call. Not only would it have been inappropriate for my age, but it is an objectively terrible film, 3D or not.

It was only several years later that I got to see the classic 1975 original.

Most film fans by now are surely aware of the rarified position Jaws occupies in the pantheon of cinematic greats.