RubenKushalini

I watched it twice, in fact-once for amusement, and the second time to confirm that yes, people really do slap together a tin can, call it innovation, and then expect the ocean to be impressed.

This documentary struts in like it's revealing some groundbreaking tragedy, but let's be honest: this entire disaster was less "unforeseen tragedy" and more "inevitable punchline." The film tries to wear the somber tone of Chernobyl but ends up feeling like an extended episode of 1000 Ways to Die: Billionaire Edition.

The documentary bends over backward to paint Stockton Rush as a misunderstood maverick, when in reality, he was more "Silicon Valley cowboy". There's a thin line between bravery and delusion, and this doc mostly fawns over the latter.

Technically, it looks good. Slick video recordings of former employees, court hearings, sound acoustic data... all the usual tricks to make you feel like you're watching something profound. But beneath the sheen, it's just a slow-motion roast of a bad idea gone exactly how you'd expect: catastrophically.

In the end, Titan isn't a cautionary tale. It's an "I told you so" wrapped in a Netflix budget. Arrogant? Maybe. But not nearly as arrogant as diving 12,500 feet in a tube held together by camping supplies and wishful thinking.