Why Cal in Titanic is a Terrible Character

James Cameron, the filmmaker behind some of the most commercially successful movies of all time is a fantastically capable director and technician but as a writer I feel he is at best mediocre. An example of this is the character Caledon, Cal, Hockley (Billy Zane) from Cameron’s box office monster Titanic.

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In the film, in case the plot, beyond the sinking of the vessel, escaped you, Rose (Kate Winslet) is engaged to wed Cal as a desperate maneuver to save her family following the death of her father who left them with crushing debts. This plan is crushed by Rose meeting Jack (Leonardo DiCaprio) with a love that turns out to be as doomed as the ship itself. Cal becomes the villain of the story, desperate to possess Rose, framing Jack for theft and chasing him around the sinking liner in the film’s final act.

At no point in the script does Cal display any trait or act that can even be close to being considered as noble or even fair minded. He is cruel and abusive to Rose, treats her as property, appears wholly uninterested in events that nearly took her life, and when she does leave him for Jack his only real concern and emotional involvement is about the loss of money due to the McGuffin jewel she has unwittingly taken with her.

With Cal depicted this despicably there is absolutely no tension in Rose’s relationship. She faces no serious choice, and it is doubtful that any audience member thought for a moment that she needed to honor her commitment to him. There is nothing, not even the prospect of financial ruin, that could generate any sense that she should do anything but flee from this monster of character, written with such little depth that he is better suited to some poorly animated cartoon where he can have a mustache to twirl. At no point in the entire film is Cal ever right. He proclaims, in blasphemous terms, the ship unsinkable and is of course too dull and stupid to see the emotional power of art. Even with Rose’s financial disaster, one that is purely hypothetical in terms of screentime, it is inconceivable that she would bind herself to this man. There are many rich bachelors in the world, and one does not need to choose an abuser, one who is abusive prior to the wedding, for salvation. Cal’s poorly constructed nature as a character seriously erodes all credibility in the story itself, making it into melodrama instead of drama.

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Christmas in June: The Ice House

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During the 1970s the BBC ran a series A Ghost Story for Christmas where short horror films, often but not always focused on ghost and spirits were aired during the holidays. The series was revived decades later. Last night my sweetie-wife and I watched the final episode of the original 70s run, The Ice House.

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Paul, (John Stride) emotionally vulnerable following his divorce, has checked into a health spa and retreat in the English countryside. The facility, owned and operated by Clovis (Geoffrey Burridge) and Jessica (Elizabeth Romily), brother and sister who radiate not only an unnatural relationship with each other but a deeply uncanny intimidating presence. The pair show Paul the establishment’s ice house, a structure that predates modern conveniences, and the strange flowering vine that grows on it. The vine releases a strangely intoxicating scent and blooms with red and white flowers, colors mirrored by the siblings. Repeatedly Paul is drawn to the building until he discovers the unnatural nature of Clovis and Jessica.

Given the budgetary and public broadcast standards of the time A Ghost Story for Christmascould never delve into explicit and transgressive horror but instead relied upon mood and suggestion of things unseen to convey its payload. In some cases, this produced dull and lifeless pieces that are best used to cure insomnia and at other times disturbing stories that echoed in one’s mind well after the credits had run.

While it is not generally well reviewed, I found The Ice House to be effective in delivering a short story vibe with atmosphere and dread. Burridge and Romilly perform admirably, always oozing with threat and malice while delivering dialog that is quite the opposite. The characters are as cold to the suffering and deaths of other people as the materials stored in the titular building. It is sad that Romilly’s career never found the stardom that I think this performance promised, she possesses a mere 12 IMDB credits and it is tragic that AIDS robbed us of Burridge. The Ice House is a credit to both of them and their talents.

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Querying; the Bad and the Good

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Querying, for those who do not know, is the process of sending an introductory letter along with samples pages from a project and often a full synopsis of the novel to agents seeking representation. Agent representation is pretty much essential if one is pursuing traditional publication versus going the self-published route. (Nothing wrong with self-published, a number of terrific novels have come out that way, but it is far more work as the writer adds graphic design and other jobs to their already full plate. It is not for everyone.)

I have two novels that I am currently in the query process, both horror stories, one folk/cosmic, the other a take on werewolves in an isolated Rocky Mountain town. The querying process is quite a test of endurance.

Agents, when they are open to queries, receive hundreds per month and as such their passes when they decline to explore representation further are fast form letters sent impersonally. I hold no ill-will over such procedures, reading and passing on submissions is work that generates zero income, they do it for the same reason the writer is submitting it, the hope, the dream, of finding that perfect match that leads to a great and wonderful future.

The standard form nature of an agent passing leads writers to engage in ‘rejectomancy,’ trying to divine meaning from the impersonal response. It is possible but of a very limited scope.

I mentioned that agents get hundreds of submissions. Far more than they would desire but it is the nature of the beast. They have absolutely no need, inclination, or motivation to invite even more, so if the form actually does invite further submissions, that does tell you something. Sadly, it doesn’t tell you why that particular work got the pass, if it was the concept, it the agent has something close to it already out to publishers, or if the subject just didn’t ‘click’ with the agent. What I can surmise is that it was not the actual writing competence. They have no time to waste hoping someone shows improvement. So, if you get one of those, though the pass hurts, rejoice that your writing did not actually suck.

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Screw Canon

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Canon, a rule, regulation, or dogma decreed by a church, is often used in fiction to declare which elements of backstory and non-depicted events are part of the fiction’s reality. These days, particularly with the Star Wars franchise I see the term lore used much more often but in the same manner, those events or concepts that are considered part of the franchise’s universe versus theories generated by fandom without any official standing.

Debates about events that are perceived as ‘canon’ can generate intense, personal, and often bitter arguments, particularly online. Personally, I care very little for when canon is violated if it is done in the service of a better story, if it is done because that institutional knowledge is lost from the creative team and the story simply stumbled into something that conflicts with earlier narrative for no real reason, that’s sloppy writing but it generates no anger in me.

Star Trek V forgetting that Jim Kirk had an actual brother, Sam, is such a case, but Star Trek: Strange New Worlds exploring Spock, T’pring, and Christine while shattering ‘canon’ is such interesting character work that I am perfectly happy with it. I can still watch the episode of the original series Amok Time and the seasons of Strange New Worlds with equal enjoyment.

Canon as backstory is good and nice but it should not serve as a straitjacket and when something better comes along it should not prohibit its utilization.

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Series Review: Manhunt

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Adapted from the book Manhunt: The 12-day chase for Lincoln’s Killer by James Swanson, the Apple TV series centers on Secretary of War Edwin Stanton (Tobias Menzies) as he navigates the complex political and logistical battlefield is trying to apprehend John Wilkes Booth following the assassination of President Lincoln.

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The story utilizes flashbacks to explore Stanton’s relationship with Lincoln, Lincoln’s plan for the post-war period, and some of the intolerable cruelty visited upon the enslaved of the south. Menzies is engaging as Stanton, displaying a quiet obsession as he pursues Booth while many for varied reasons seems open to the concept of simply letting the killers vanish into history.

Anthony Boyle as Booth plays the man as a person determined to live in glory as a hero while showing that under the surface the man roiled with jealousy for a level of fame denied to him.

I am about halfway through the 7-episode adaptation. The production values are quite high, something that seems standard for Apple TV productions. They are willing to spend the cash required to make each series have the look and feel of first-rate feature films, be that far future such as Foundation or Murderbot, period such as this, or contemporary like Slow Horses.

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Loyalty, Obedience, and Subservience

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Over the weekend the news broke that the administration pulled the nomination of Jared Isaacman as the head of NASA. Isaacman, a billionaire like so many in Trump’s cabinet, was a pilot, a civilian astronaut, entrepreneur, and a person committed to crewed space exploration. Even with the budget cuts proposed, there were many in the space flight community that had been thrilled for Isaacman to have been nominated as NASA Administrator and among the grifters, charlatans, addicts, and conspiracy nuts already serving in vital posts of this government Isaacman represented a rare competent pick. The action of Trump 86’ing the nomination really should have come as no surprise.

From White House spokesperson Houston “It’s essential that the next leader of NASA is in complete alignment with President Trump’s America First agenda and a replacement will be announced directly by President Trump soon.”

Many have described that as meaning that Isaacman was not sufficiently ‘loyal’ to Trump personally, but I do not feel that loyal is the correct word here.

Loyalty is inspired not commanded. A person feels loyalty as a spontaneous emotional reaction to the person or ideal that provoked it. A person acting out of loyalty wants to perform the services to the subject of their admiration. To not be of service creates emotional wounds that the person would likely carry for the rest of their lives. Loyalty is generated within the person who acts upon it not from any external source or order.

Obedience is commanded. It derives from external authority. The captain of a naval ship orders a sailor to perform a legal action, and the person complies because to not do so invites unpleasant consequences. Compliance is imposed by exterior forces with the person acting selecting the least painful course.

Subservience, which is what Trump demands, is abasement of one’s own will, wants, and desires to another. Subservience comes not from an inspiration born of admiration nor from a legal authority but the self-destruction of one’s ego, the corruption of one’s soul to please another from a desire for either selfish reward or terror of the consequences of disobedience.

It would appear that Isaacman refused to sink to subservience and has been cast out of Trump’s circle which at least saves the man from verbally prostrating himself in public meetings mouthing endless exaggerated claims to sooth the fragile ego of the man-baby currently occupying our highest office.

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Life Has No Factory Reset

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It’s not uncommon when a relationship has become terribly strained and stressed for one of the parties involved to suggest that they ‘start over’ but such a step, short of a fantastical memory wipe, is impossible. We carry our histories inside us and the weight of all the past words and actions press us inevitably forward. This is also true outside of the romantic realm.

There are some current and former members of the Republican Party who long for a return to the party that they remember, often this is from a very distinct and fenced off recollection of the party, usually centered on the ‘Reagan Revolution’ discarding the party before that time. Such dreams are pure fantasy. The population, both inside and outside the party, carries the history of all the words and actions and hurt that has been visited upon this nation and this world by the GOP of the last quarter century. You cannot unwind history. This is not a malfunctioning iPhone that can be restored to factory settings and reloaded with fresh applications.

The people killed and injured by handing the nation’s health systems over to a conspiratorial nutjob cannot be made whole again. The international relations cannot be mended with mere words. The brilliant minds denied entry or chased away will remember their treatment for decades and will remain wary.

A startling fact I learned this morning is the number of physicians looking to leave this country. Over the same period in 2024, 71 doctors applied to become licensed in Canada, for 2025 that number rose to 615! Now we are the subject of a global ‘brain drain’.

If a massive health event were to take the principal instigator of our nation’s pains from this mortal coil the damage will have already been done. The dark period of rebuilding and constructing of a new Republican Party would be shortened but not eliminated. There are terrible times ahead and the next century may not be America’s.

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Andor: Final Thoughts

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I have finally finished watching the Star Wars inspired television series Andor, which follows both the character of Cassian Andor (Diego Luna) introduced to audiences with Rogue One: A Star Wars Story and the growth of the Rebel Alliance as they struggle against the Galactic Empire.

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Andor is quite simply my favorite Star Wars inspired media that I have encountered, unique in that it avoids tales of mysticism and chosen bloodlines for a more complex view of people in crisis. While it repeats the phrase ‘Rebellions are built on hope’, it also depicts that rebellions, vast criminal conspiracies, are often riven with conflict, competing power centers, and a willingness to do terrible things for their ultimate objective.

I refer to it as ‘Star Wars inspired’ and not directly as Star Wars because I do think the difference is immense. Star Wars is the collection of stories centered on the Skywalker clan and their associates. Those tales focus on noble bloodlines, characters born ‘better’ than the masses, and have much more in common with fairy tales than the lives of ordinary people living through difficult times facing terrible decisions. In Star Wars the fascism of the Empire is an abstract thing, shown here and there with its casual cruelty to principal characters of the story but otherwise something that we need not actually see. In Andor, the fascism is the day-to-day experience of the people, and we live it not only in the arbitrary ‘justice’ system that dispatches people to labor prisons for minor offenses but also in the bureaucratic nightmare of its security services as talented dedicated officers are hamstrung and eventually crushed for their initiative.

I applaud Andor for its multifaceted depiction of the Alliance, from politicians deluding themselves that politics and policy can still save them, through idealists writing their manifestos while running from the law to fanatics blinded to the suffering and the evil that they do by their need to win.

Andor which began with Cassian leaving a brothel where he had hoped to find his sister and killing a pair of police officers that tried to shake him down is not ‘realistic’, but it echoes our world and its corruption.

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Staycation

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I’ve been absent from the online spaces here because I took a little staycation break over the Memorial Day weekend. Having secured five days off in a row, I lounged about the house, visited the zoo, Balboa Park, and Riverside Park with my sweetie-wife while working on absolutely nothing.

That last phrase is not quite true. A writer’s mind doesn’t seem to be able to turn off completely and while shopping Monday evening I did manage to solve an issue with my 80s themed cinephile horror novel in progress, something that will end act 2 and propel things into act 3.

In addition to video games and laziness, I completed a couple of television seasons. With my sweetie-wife, we finished off Season 2 of Andor, that simply fantastic and amazing show set in the Star Wars universe but divested from space wizards, knights, and princesses with an approach that is closer to real-world revolutionaries. A complex tale of shadowy worlds where compromises are required for victory and one’s opponents are not kept incompetent to save the plot. As you can tell, I loved it.

On my own I finished watching season one of Severance. While I enjoyed the series  and the mysteries provided enough interest to draw in for a completion it did not hook me the way Andor or The Pitt did. It is interesting, and I will undoubtedly watch season two, but it is not a need but curiosity that draws my interest.

This morning, I return to my desk at the day job, with no question that a ton of emails are waiting to be quickly scanned, sorted, and most deleted and then back to processing and fixing Medicare Advantage enrollments. I will also get back to actually writing my horror novel and working my way towards that scene that will propel the next major section of the story.

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I Must Be Dreaming

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No, I am not referring to some sudden and terrific news I have received but rather to a classic refrain from characters in film, television, and prose that has always struck me as a bit false.

Characters suddenly finds themselves in some implausible situation, transported to a second-world fantasy or such and all too often they will insist or mutter or ponder if they are dreaming, because this simply can’t be real.

Here’s my problem with that. Dreams, no matter how strange and defying of conventional reality, always feel real. During the dream you don’t question them or their breaks in any rational logic, you always just accept them.

Yeah, I was at work talking to a co-worker, turned the corner of the hallway and now I’m back in high school and stuttering in front of a cheerleader. The transition from one reality to the next happens and you don’t question it.

So, a character opening their eyes and finding themselves surrounded by elves and the like isn’t likely to go off asking if this is a dream because that’s not how dreams work. Not only is the question clearly so overused to have become a cliche but the incongruity of the character asking that question breaks for me suspension of disbelief.

Joss Whedon, apparent scum that he is, I think really nailed the logical and illogical absurdity of dreams in the final episode of season 4 of Buffy The Vampire Slayer. As we follow the characters through their dreams, being stalked by a supernatural entity to give the story some stakes, the world around them shifts and changes in the span of an edit but the characters do not notice. They do not question that the college has suddenly become the high school, that the back of the ice cream truck leads without a break into a basement. That is how dreams work and as we dream them, they feel right, they feel true.

I would advise to excise any mention of a character thinking that the fantastic environment that they find themselves in questioning if it is all a dream.

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