After checking out the Titanic exhibit at the Luxor in Vegas the other day, I wanted to watch the movie again so I did so on Netflix last night (recently added!). Amazing how it's been a decade and a half already since women were swooning over a younger Leo and dudes were lamenting the movie's entire "uneventful" first half.
I used to go along with the masculine hatred when I was younger, but secretly always enjoyed the flick. It's just...why the hell couldn't he try once more to find a spot on that plank of wood?!
Also, I feel bad for whomever actually ended up marrying Rose. You know she was mind-boning Jack Dawson for the entire duration of her life.
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