It’s a big day for us over at the Midnight Movie Club. Not only are we discussing one of the finest movies known to man – Jaws, but we have our first ever contest!
You, yes you, could be the proud owner of the original Jaws novel by Peter Benchley. And we’re also throwing in the novelisation of Jaws 2 to sweeten the deal even further. It doesn’t get much better than that people.
You can enter up to three times via three different methods:
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iTunes
Leave a review on iTunes (and let us know in the comments).
Entries are open to the entire world and close on the 10/9/2010 and we’ll announce the winner shortly afterwards.
Even if you don’t want the prize (but why wouldn’t you, you idiot?) you should enter anyway just to give our podcast a little promo love. I’m especially keen on people writing , as that’s the way we’re going to find new listeners.
And here’s the most recent podcast where we discuss, Jaws, hovercraft, and the mighty wondrousness that is Hooper, Quint, and Brody:
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I’ve entered – but if I happen to win, you can throw the whole thing open again – I’ve read it (30 years ago? For some reason, a scene involved bras and talcum has stuck in my mind). Good film, though.
Entered, now I’ll have to listen.
Agreed, Jaws is a bloody excellent film that I never ever tire of. Hang on, I think I’ve got a dog-eared copy of that book in one of our storage boxes in the garage. Must go through those boxes at some point.
Well I’ll go t’foot of our stairs.
Not only did we watch some History Channel documentary on TV in the hotel the other night on the making of Jaws, but we also did the Jaws ride twice at Universal Studios this week, laughing deliriously at a couple who leapt out of their seats at every loud noise or bump in the boat.
Dadwhowrites – I too remember reading a rather rude bit and strangely the book tended to open at that exact page a lot.
The feral geek teen loved Jaws.
Don’t tell him there’s a 3rd in 3d or we’ll have to sit through an entire commentary on the unbelievability of the script/plot/behaviour/breeding patterns/shark biology/and who the heck green-lighted the damn thing for it to hit the screens in the first place!
Entered. But ditto Dad who Writes as I too read it 30+ years ago. (No recollection of the bras though, oddly.)