Tubi’s Horror Titanic 666 Goes Down with the Ship

While Netflix harbors Oscar aspirations for its originals, Tubi appears content being the streaming equivalent of SYFY after midnight. Director Nick Lyon’s Titanic 666 belongs sandwiched between Sharknado 5: Global Swarming and 2 Lava 2 Lantula!, scraping the bottom of digital effects barrels in the name of title-first absurdity. I’ve seen worse films this year than Titanic 666, but also too many better examples, like Deadstream, that deliver past their eye-catching monikers. Titanic 666 skips SYFY’s Saturday premiere slot for Tubi exclusivity, subjecting viewers to the hallmarks of another Asylum special: Shoddy post-production FX, nonsense plots and quality that either intentionally or inadvertently shifts horror to a kind of comedy primed for boozy weekend watches.
It’s been over a century since the Titanic sank, and humanity is ready to once again challenge historical repetition. Captain Celeste Rhoades (Keesha Sharp) readies the Titanic III for its maiden voyage, packed with VIP passengers set to cruise over the sunken gravesite of the original Titanic. Amidst the crowd are influencer couple Mia (AnnaLynne McCord) and Jackson Stone (Derek Yates), security detail Bryan Andrews (Joseph Gatt) and Professor Hal Cochran (Jamie Bamber) with his collection of Titanic artifacts scavenged from the ocean’s floor. Captain Rhoades’ bosses spared no expense recreating the Titanic, which draws a stowaway (Lydia Hearst) who doesn’t seem keen on the idea of exploiting tragedy. She snatches a few of Hal’s trinkets, recites a curse and summons the Titanic’s deceased victims as ghosts out for revenge.
Writers Jacob Cooney and Jason White at least attempt to comment on the grossness of profiting off of disasters in their adrift ghost story. Hearst plays a relative of the Titanic’s captain—who crawls out of a luggage bag that presumably no one checked for human bodies- and heckles Hal for his disrespectful hijacking of private property (desecrated burial ground rules). As far as The Asylum projects go, that’s more socially conscious than, say, 6 Headed Shark Attack. Then again, there’s no way to describe conversational interactions between characters other than “robotically awkward.” Whatever strides are taken to treat Titanic 666 as a voyage doomed by the act of trauma-profiteering is undone by C-grade structures that fail everything from its character development to its horror beats.
Titanic 666 opens on the original Titanic’s post-collision devastation—crashing lifeboats and screaming passengers—which is oddly confident given how everything is computer generated on lower budgets. The Asylum doesn’t spend James Cameron money; green-screen backgrounds are repeatedly atrocious and employed when characters couldn’t be on The Queen Mary in California for filming. Landscape shots of the Titanic III are never physical models, just videogame cutscene graphics not yet on par with new-generation consoles. As per most Asylum projects, expect egregious CGI wherever possible, whether that’s entire capsizing mega-vessels with pixelated deck chairs and crew members, ghostly faces designed like SnapChat filter overlays, or even water rushing down hallways (nay, just dripping from the ceiling). Practical is cheaper in so many cases, yet Titanic 666 brazenly moves forward with a mission to only pay animators for less work on set—a disappointing result put to shame by the likes of Ghost Ship or Triangle.