| You can't blame Universal for wanting to milk their JAWS franchise for every penny it's worth, can you?
You can? Oh.
This second JAWS sequel - this one mostly in name only - has the big teethy one terrorizing a Florida Sea World tourist attraction.
Seems the Great White is a Momma this time, with a baby swimming in the bay, and it'll kill anyone who threatens its finny youngster.
By this point, there's very little of the vibe from Steven Spielberg's original classic here.
That said, if you can get past some of the overbaked performances, and try to view this one as a fun throwback to 1950s creature-on-the-rampage features, you might find it isn't the absolute bottom of the barrel.
The 3-D effects are a pleasant treat (theatrically), while Quaid & Gossett do the best with what they've been given - which frankly isn't much. Dotted by one or two minor moments of earnest suspense.
Guilty pleasure at best.
Followed by JAWS: The Revenge in 1987.
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