We’re finally in the top three, and Ponty is in peak vitriolic form with this one. I can’t imagine how badly his second and first picks will be burnt after seeing this thorough roasting.
I was in middle school when 1997’s Titanic released into theaters. It was all the girls talked about for months, including how many times they went to go see this film (a tad disconcerting, considering these were twelve-year olds). I never saw it, and have only seen snippets and chunks on television since then (to my knowledge, I’ve never watched the entire film, at least not in a single sitting).
This film was so huge—such a phenomenon—that I still remember my older brother proclaiming he would not go see it, just so he could say he hadn’t. He wasn’t always the wisest seventeen-year old, but he apparently had some foresight about this one (he’s a tenured professor now).
I won’t say more. Ponty rips into this film like that iceberg into the doomed ship. I’m not sure which is more devastating:
