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In Which I Revisit Titanic

The year was 1997.  I was 15 years old.  I saw Titanic at least 5 times in the theater that year.  Tonight, in what can loosely be classified as a date, I saw it again in Imax 3D. I was completely taken back to that time in my life fourteen years ago.  I love that movie, cheesy as some of it may be, because it represents something of a milestone in my life. I specifically remember seeing the movie with friends rather than parents. I was waking up to the bigger world around me, and I remember acknowledging that the people on screen were actors, and remembering their real names and following their careers. There is a scene in the movie where one of the characters uses "the s word" in reference to the freezing water.  I remember having conversations with my dad about how sometimes cussing is gratuitous and sometimes it is important to the integrity of the story being told. I remember seeing it once with a male friend of mine, and (as a favor to his mother) telling him when to close his eyes for the nudity. 


It was fun seeing it again in the theater. Visually there is so much you start to take for granted on the small screen.  I was especially impressed by the sound - so many moments that I had missed before because they just aren't as sharp at home. 


It was also fun watching it with Ray, who (if you haven't heard) is currently performing in Titanic the musical at The Fabrefaction Theater. Since there weren't many people in the theater we were able to do a little commentary about lines from the movie that should be in the play or how some of "our" characters say/do things better, and what Edgar Bean would be doing at any given moment in the film. 


While we're on the subject, a review for Titanic came out in the AJC today, and I would like to add something to it:
And then there are the little people, all wonderfully portrayed here: Alice Bean (the delightful Paige Mattox) brings great comic relief as she goes down the list of first-class passengers, then tries to insinuate herself into their ballroom dances.* Her comedy is supported and her character brought to life by the grounding of her husband Edgar Bean (the phenomenally talented and attractive Ray Hilton).  Mattox and Hilton make the Beans a couple worth watching from start to finish. 
*Actual quote from the AJC Review, which is quite good. You can read it here


In conclusion, Titanic (which, FYI, sank on my birthday) will always have a soft spot in my heart, not only because of the many tragic and timeless stories it tells, but because it has come to represent huge moments in my life, as I was beginning to become the woman I am now, to our new life direction in Ray's return to professional theater. So for that I say, sail on Titanic, sail on! 

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