The other day someone on my Facebook was gushing on about the love story in Titanic the Kate Winslet/Leonardo DiCaprio one and how beautiful there love was. Ok I know it is a film, and a case of fantasy writing but still if someone is to talk like it was real I have the right to make a point or two.
Winslet playing Rose was a right bitch she may have been pushed into an engagement for money but her fiancé Cal (Billy Zane) looked the part has a rich playboy type. Then roll up unlucky Jack (DiCaprio) who saves her from throwing herself into the sea at the thought of marriage.
The film is set in 1912, a time of the prim and proper and a time ladies were ladies and in the most part kept their knickers firmly on. Rose had Jack wrapped around her finger he was like a lap dog looking for a few bones and getting more than he expected. She asks Jack to sketch her, as he is some kind of an artist and without batting an eyelid, she gets naked quicker than a modern day page three girl, but at least they leave their knickers on.
To skewer the knife deep into poor Cal she purposely wears her engagement present, the not so cheap necklace with a rare diamond, the Heart of the Ocean. Utterly heartless.
If that’s not bad enough as I reckon Cal had only seen a bit of ankle she puts out, goes all the way with Jack in the back of a car, yes a car in a cargo hold of the ship. The harlot is not content with that but puts the sketch in Cal’s safe with a mocking note.
With the wedding probably off and the ship sinking looks like no one would be living happy ever after. Cal manages to get on a lifeboat after helping save a child but the other two are stuck on the Titanic so jump into the freezing water.
Heroically Jack shunts her onto what looks like a top of a piano where she selfishly commandeers all available space while Jack the poor bastard freezes to death in the icy water. She doesn’t make attempt to dive in after him and die with the love of her life, but is soon crying out for help to save hers.
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