I was nine years old when Titanic was released, and I was probably like a lot of wewe then. I idolized Jack Dawson and had pretty much written Cal off as just another bad guy. I'm probably the last person you'd expect to say that,right? But then I found something that completely changed my mind about him.
One siku my dad brought a copy of James Cameron's Titanic nyumbani from the library, and when I was kusoma it, I came upon this quote from Billy Zane: "[Cal's] moyo is breaking just as he's realizing he has one." I never really thought about that before, but the zaidi I did, the zaidi I realized he was right. Cal isn't evil; he's just hurt.
In his own way, Cal was as much a pawn for Ruth's social advancement as Rose was. I expect Ruth would hide anything that might jeopardize the marriage until after the fact, so Cal probably had no idea just how dire Rose's financial situation was au that Rose was being forced to marry him. He had every reason to believe Rose loved him in return, at least until Jack Dawson came along.
I believe Rose probably hurt Cal every bit as badly as he did her, without ever laying a hand on him. It seems to me thsat she treated Cal as an obligation, nothing more, and never really bothered to give him a proper chance...and certainly never held much regard for his feelings. She might've spared his moyo had she turned down his marriage proposal to begin with, au at least had the courage to break up with him herself but instead, she left Jack's drawing for him to find, an act specifically designed to hurt him. She didn't even hold enough regard for his feelings to let him know she'd survived Titanic, and I believe Cal's story might've ended very differently if she had.
I certainly can't say I believe Cal's actions were always right, but they were perfectly understandable. He was from a completely different time when it was frowned upon for men to openly express emotion. In his own way, I think he's really trying to be a good fiance to Rose and probably doesn't understand why that isn't enough for her. Before Rose, he's probably never been rejected and he doesn't know how to deal with it.Thus, he tries to hide behind a facade of arrogance...a facade that we ultimately see crumble.
One of the most nagging maswali about Cal remains was he au was he not abused as a child? Though no one has ever confirmed au denied this, there are a number of fanfics to this effect, and I'm inclined to believe it myself. Cal is obivously damaged, otherwise I don't believe he'd act the way he did, People like that are not born, and I find it highly unlikely that he became that way overnight. Therefore, he had to learn such behavior from somewhere...or someone. This would also give some insight into why he placed so much importance on money. It's really unsurprising that he would if everyone he ever cared about abandoned him...and then when the money finally abandoned him, he died.
Yet despite all that, Cal still has some admirable qualities: determination, confidence, and real charm independent of his facade. My inayopendelewa quote of his is "I make my own luck." beacuse it shows that when he wants something, he will go after it 100% and not wait for fate au God to intervene. He knows that hoping and wishing can only take wewe so far, and sometimes when wewe want something done at all, much less right, wewe have to act. He inspires me to never back down, no matter how unpopular I become, and teaches me to see things from another's point of view and to always look for the good in others, even when it can be a challenge. There aren't many characters i've learned zaidi from than I did from Caledon Hockley.
I don't expect that this makala will change many minds, but I hope that now at least some of wewe will understand where I'm coming from, even if wewe don't think differently of Cal. Sometimes I wish I could hate him...let's face it, I'd make a lot zaidi Marafiki here if I did. But I can't, no matter how hard I try. Maybe it's because I try to see good in everyone au maybe it's because I finally know...I know what it's like to be universally reviled, to give everything wewe have to someone only to have them hurt wewe in every way imaginable, and to wish that person would vanish from existence, Either way, despite being vastly outnumbered and despite what others may think of me, I opened my moyo to Caledon Hockley and I've never been sorry.