Over the 37 years since its release, Spielberg's film about the big fish has been called many things: seminal, the Original Summer Blockbuster, the last word in primal terror. Yet as well as being all of these things, it's also model storytelling, classically mythical. There's a monster that's eating people. Three mismatched strangers, specialists in their fields (Hooper the scientist, Quint the sea-dog, Brody the law-enforcer), set out on a quest to face their own personal demons, but also to work as a team to bring down the beast. On the way there's beautifully judged space and time to explore each of these fascinating men in turn, and then together as a group. The film is terrifying in a beautiful way, in a way similar to Ridley Scott's compelling Alien design or the now-familiar trope of showing destruction, carnage or horror as art (see Von Trier's Melancholia). It's about fear, but I might say it's also about the rebirth one experiences once that fear is confronted. The effects may look shonky to younger viewers, but as ever, there's a wondrousness in tactility. In this new, restored version, you would do well to revisit or experience this near-perfect film on the big screen.