Titanic was lovely! I saw the musical several times and the last performance was extremely moving, with curtain speeches, lots of tears, and flowers tossed at the cast (some by me!)
It was a respectful, operatic-style re-telling, with songs about the society that the ship represented, people disbelieving the disaster, people saying goodbye to each other, and the aftermath. The first song was a love song–to the ship and human ingenuity, sung by Michael Cerveris. It had top Broadway actors and the ‘heroes’, as much as it had them, were actual people…stoker Fred Barrett (whose RL story was admittedly changed) and Thomas Andrews (whose wasn’t at all, sadly); the Strauses, J. Bruce Ismay, Captain Smith, all written with their real stories in mind. There were a couple of romances but they weren’t the center of the show.
And yes, I saw DANCE OF THE VAMPIRES. 
By then it was closing in three days and the entire cast was camping it the hell up. There were some cool flying FX but that was it. The sets were nice but the characterizations were completely OTT; the heroine was a blithering idiot and her love interest was the Ted McGinley of Broadway, handsome and sincere and totally shallow; the one guy who was even trying anymore was the skeptical investigator played by Rene Auberjoinois, an old pro who was the only remotely believable character.
Here’s some of the song titles:
God Has Left the Building
Don’t Leave Daddy
A Good Nightmare Comes so Rarely
Death is Such an Odd Thing
Braver Than We Are
When Love is Inside You
…and of course, the immortal Garlic song, sung by the peasantry in a country tavern. Its clever title is actually “Garlic”.
As for Michael Crawford–well–he was having a hell of a time up there. The show had flopped, and a bunch of people were about to lose their jobs. A lot of the blame accrued rightfully to him. But he stood there, in his platform shoes and a mullet and Elvis-style collars and Michael-Jackson epaulets, and just mugged his way through the whole thing, and he was paradoxically a lot of fun. His voice was OK, far from his glory days but certainly still leading-man good, and I met some members of his fan club, who to their credit mostly hated the show too but realized that it was the sort of thing lovers of MC OR bad theater HAD to see. And they were absolutely right.
Hint: Musicals that should never have been made will have three or more songs ending with the protagonist(s) standing center stage, arms raising slowly until the last note, which is held for ten measures at a volume that would drown out car alarms. DOTV had them. BROOKLYN has them (spared myself from seeing this one). TITANIC didn’t.
