Ik moet voor Engels iets schrijven over een film die ik leuk vind, met argumenten erbij. Ik heb dus voor "Titanic" gekozen, omdat ik "The Great Gatsby" nogal lastig uit te leggen vond, haha.
Duuuus, zou iemand dit willen nakijken voor mijn?
ďTitanic is just another, simple love story. Just like any other romantic movie,Ē thatís kind of the sentence Iíve heard the most about this fantastic film. I suppose you already know what Iím going to say about it, but if we leave that fact aside, I can say itís not. But why, then, is this movie so likeable?
Well, first of all, itís because of one of the greatest actors in the world: Leonardo DiCaprio, which is for me reason enough to watch and watch this movie again. You can like him, you can hate, but you canít say he isnít a great actor. Itís in the details, the little movements. Just eating a sandwich at the right moment, scratch somewhere at the right moment. He has won 28 awards for his movies, whereof two for Titanic.
As a second reason, itís not that ordinary ďI see you and I love you almost directlyĒ-romantic movie. Not for Rose, in every case. You see how she hates him in the beginning, and admires him at the end.
Then , thereís of course our lovely mister Caledon Hockley, Roseís fiancée. Everybody hated him when they saw the movie for the first time. And everybody still hates him, I guess. But I like him. Well, yeah, not really ďlikeĒ, but I think heís an interesting character. Heís the typical, rich, annoying husband we all hate. Thatís why I like his character.
I already said something about Leonardo DiCaprio, but thatís not the only actor I like in the movie. Truly, what would Titanic be without Kate Winslet, Bernard Hill or Victor Garber. The only, and right answer is simple: nothing.
But at the end of the day, itís still a love story. Itís something you like, or you donít like. But however, youíd be a barbarian if you didnít see this movie or will not this movie soon.
[ bericht aangepast door Klaar op 23 jan 2014 - 19:54 ]
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