Still perfect, obviously. The opening ten minutes are probably the greatest exposition in film history. I love how delightfully fake it is. Not just the special effects (of course hiding the shark most of the time benefitted this film immensely), but the liberties it takes with zoology and even basic physics. The shark ramming the boat while they’re drunk feels more like a little kid ramming his shark toy into his boat toy than the actual physics needed for a 35 foot shark having to gain momentum and turn itself around to batter the boat multiple times.
Was also struck by how much Spielberg’s camera stays still. Certainly part of this is the logistics of shooting on the water (which must have been a nightmare) but like so many of the limitations put on Spielberg, it ends up really working in it’s favor. As does casting clear non-actors in most of the child roles. A+
Martha Marcy Nash and Young 