Year and years and years ago, back in the day when I was young (but old enough to drink) I was dating a man who wanted to watch Titanic with me. The movie. I don’t know if he really liked the movie or if he thought it was a good movie to watch on the couch with the girl he was dating.
Truth is, it doesn’t matter.
He put the movie on. I fell asleep. I wasn’t tired. I was just too bored to be awake.
But in the movie there was dancing, sexy time, people died, and the ship sank.
So don’t tell me I need to see it in 3-D.