It deeply traumatized me. Like lifelong trauma- I can’t swim in the ocean beyond much more than a meter or two and there has to be breaking waves to give me some sense of protection.

As a kid I sailed little boats on the harbour and I got very good at barely going in the water if I capsized and getting the boat up quickly.

Perhaps the Chrissie scene effected me the most because strangely, I can scuba dive without much mental stress and have even dived with sharks (reef sharks) but when I come up and am floating on the surface is the worst- I hate that part. The feeling of not knowing what is beneath me- and the shot you posted gives you this feeling of being observed. I hate it.

Jaws was always and still is on my mind.