There was a t-shirt at K-Mart that said something like Titanic Swim Team. It was one of those generic looking sports t-shirts, only the team was Titanic, and it definitely had something to do with swimming. It took a moment for the impact to sink in, when I saw it.

I so coveted the "The ship sank. Get over it." t-shirt, you have no idea. Go ahead, act surprised.

Heh, a close friend of a close friend (I was at a wedding with the guy in June) created those t-shirts. Made a ton of money off of them too.

Funny! Well, I guess somebody had to.

I love Philip Glass' soundtrack to The Hours.

Also, I like Titanic too. Not for the romance, but for everything else. The human story, and the sinking ship.

I found Titanic interminable and overblown. And I kept thinking "You've got two minutes to live in the North Atlantic, die Leo, die!" And the more people cried around me in the theatre, the more hysterical the movie seemed to me.

I like Titanic a lot more now than I used to. I re-watched it very recently.

I hated it then because I was 14. And Every. Single. Girl. I. Knew. Saw it. Eighteen thousand times.

Which was just WRONG.

However, I actually like the romance - I always like cheesy romances - and I love that they at least are fairly accurate about the sinking of the ship, and I personally think the acting and directing and costume design and cinematography are all tremendous. The melodramaticism goes just a little too far with ice!Leo, but that's my only complaint, really.

Oh, and why'd she throw the frickin' diamond away? That was just stupid.

I'll never be able to tell you if Amistad is a good movie or not. I started crying before they reached American soil, and I didn't stop until I left the theatre. Its emotional impact on me and its quality, however, I see as potentially independent things.

Titanic was kinda like that, except the idea of waiting around for the human tragedy while the annoying people pranced? So not going to happen. And I didn't dislike Leo or anything. The A story was more boring than the truth, and distracting. I didn't need to be seduced into sadness. It's all over the story.

I found Titanic interminable and overblown. And I kept thinking "You've got two minutes to live in the North Atlantic, die Leo, die!" And the more people cried around me in the theatre, the more hysterical the movie seemed to me.

So much This. What was said earlier about cobbling a romance onto a historical treatment (perhaps silliest in Pearl Harbour?) also.

And I kept thinking "You've got two minutes to live in the North Atlantic, die Leo, die!"

I was hoping that hypothermia wouldn't be (melo)dramatic enough for Cameron and he'd go for a shark making off with Leo's lower half before he could freeze to death.

I saw Titanic with a full bladder, and the last 30 minutes agonized me somethin' terrible, what with all that water on the screen. Might have impeded my enjoyment of the flick a bit.

Overall, I think it's a decent flick with some really moving bits, but the hysterical audience overreaction about how it was the BFE got tiresome real quick. There was also the small matter of that Accursed Song That Played Everywhere All The Time for, like, 10 months. By week 4, it was inducing almost-Pavlovian homicidal response in me.