A Great American Disaster

Rating: 1/10 (1 January 2006)

I really don't quite how to say this.
*YECH!* An orgy in pompous banality insulting the public by a rare upsurge of anti-creative meow-meow sentimental pulp fiction all the way.
Down he goes *sob sob* and up he goes *YABBA-DABBA-DABBA-DOOOO!!*, then somehow zip-a-dee-doo-daah makes it back over the Channel, being perfectly serious about it, even... hah, no need of details here, you bet; we needn't know; how the heck could a grown-up person even imagine such a stupidity? I guess I'm just wasting my breath here, but this is all an enigma of an enigma: how could it pass, all this heavy investment and hullabaloo.
This is not real cinema. It's the product of a seven year old child's exhilarated fancy. It should be allowed only for people below eleven years of age. Nay, just give it over to the trashcan... nay, toilet.
See Titanic instead. That's a goodie, showing how this kind of Inflated History Melodrama really should be done.