Between the swingin' bed-hopping, its sweaty disco vibe, and the presence of a third-tier star in Priscilla Barnes (future Three's Company roommate Terri), this is a movie that seems tailor-made for a '70s drive-in double feature. By which I mean, it's a hoot. — C.N.

He was behind schedule, his actors were fighting, the crew were mutinous and worst of all, his shark was broken. It looked like Jaws was destined for failure, but the movie that came out defined the Hollywood blockbuster.

When the summer of 1975 cracked open its jaws — on June 20, to be exact — a 27-year-old Steven Spielberg gave us a perfect monster: sleek, unstoppable and so deeply American it practically had a mortgage.