Come for the memories, not the 3-D

Trying to review “Titanic” is like trying to review the Colosseum or the Great Wall of China.

When it comes down to it, giving a historic monument a grade not only puts me in an awkward place, but it lowers the integrity of the captivating, quintessential, unsurpassed action-romance that is the film “Titanic,” in which Jack Dawson (Leonardo DiCaprio) and Rose Bukater (Kate Winslet) embark on a Herculean, heart-wrenching adventure.

Watching the “unsinkable” ship crash as the two new lovers struggle to survive on the big screen was 10 times the emotional feat than it had ever been on VHS.

That being said, we all know director James Cameron has editing problems. At 194 minutes, the film is as epic as the boat itself, but I swear to you, I stayed perched on my seat until the sob-inducing end.

The problem with Cameron is that releasing the film in 3-D was about as necessary as a solid-gold toilet seat. If you are going for the cathartic release, then by all means, go. But if you are going for the new 3-D effects, the most you’ll get is oceanic debris flying at your face when the ship goes down.