Lucy Lui always annoys the crap out of me for some reason.
Vin Diesel and Julia Roberts.
Both annoy the crap out of me.
Wow I posted in this thread (Post #51) after being an SDMB member for just a few months.
Needless to say, I still do not like Nicholas Cage, Julia Roberts or Bruce Willis.
I’m surprised I didn’t mention Tom Cruise back then. Yep, can’t stand him.
Just taking a guess I’d say that Tom Cruise must be the favorite dartboard target for the SD Message Board.
Ooh, I’ll second Nicole Kidman. I don’t even know what it is, but I don’t like her.
Zombie or not, trash-talking celebrities never gets old. But do we really need more posts just repeating the same names over and over? Come on…
I’m surprised nobody has said mine already. The one actor who will actively discourage me from seeing a film because he has anything whatsoever to do with it: Mel Gibson. Hate him and everything he stands for. It’s made worse by some mad, mass psychosis that claims he is or ever was sexy and good-looking. Just the thought makes me bleargh.
This is why it took me more than a decade to see Braveheart. I was surprised to actually like it, though it was greatly in spite of Mr. Gibson, not because of him.
I did see The Passion of the Christ, but only as a rental. I didn’t want to give him my ticket money.
Though I’ve heard Mad Max is the other film worth suffering through his presence, I have never been able to justify a rental. There are, after all, so many, many other films in the world that don’t have Mel Gibson in them.
I.Cannot.Stand. Kevin Bacon.
I agree with many of those listed here with a couple of caveats:
I really liked Ted Danson in the little-discussed Cousins. Changed my view of him.
I’ll also go out on a limb here and confess I liked Gary Shandling in What Planet Are You From?
And finally, Robin Williams in The Fisher King. Although, acting crazy is not a really big stretch for him.
Most have been mentioned so I’ll go with a trio of B-listers:
Moe Rocca, Michael Ian Black and, most especially, Hal Sparks all strike me as the most self-impressed, smarmy, sarcastic (nothing wrong with that when it’s not all you’ve got, but when it is there is), critical biggest smartasses on Earth with an evident self-opinion that is fantastically out of proportion to their talent.
While only slightly an actor, Trey Parker is way too full of himself and comes across with an “I’m too hip to be talking to you” air on talk shows and in interviews. While even less of an actor than Parker, author Dave Eggers strikes me the same way.
I have no problem with most of these and even the ones I think are normally kinda sucky ( like Julia Roberts ) don’t inspire any visceral dislike. Actually there are actually relatively few working actors today that make me truly twitch. Jim Carrey in full mugging mode, perhaps ( but I loved Eternal Sunshine… ).
A few slightly older actors that truly did inspire an irrational reaction - Jan Michael Vincent and his later avatar C. Thomas Howell. The Ally twins - both McGraw and her later avatar Sheedy. Hmmm…
Oh, yes, among more currently working actors - Leonardo diCaprio. Can’t stand him or his smirk.
Can’t think of any others at the moment.
- Tamerlane
My wife hates, hates, hates Teri Garr. Something about her voice. We were watching the Star Trek in which she guest starred - totally unidentifiable - young, blonde, in a miniskirt. My wife said - I hate that actress - and when the credits came on, she just smiled.
Me, I got nothing.
How so? She majorly helped him out when he started (he lived in her guest house, was her driver/road manager on her tours, and he lived with her son Miguel Ferrer when he moved from her place so I hate to hear that. I have noticed that he’s mentioned in several interviews how an IRS problem kept her working for years and years after she wanted to retire even after she had diabetes and heart problems, and it begged the question “Her IRS debt couldn’t have been that much by superstar standards [under $1 million, IIRC], why not write a check as a thank you?” (Of course she did insist on keeping her sprawling Beverly Hills house [pics here] way after her heyday which may also have added to her financial problems.)
Actually, it was Colin Quinn on a Saturday Night Live Weekend Update segment, and between the first “Actee” and “No directee” was “No producee.” Great bit.
For years, I brought up the name of Burt Reynolds when asked my opinion of who most embodied the gold standard (or would that be dross standard?) of bad acting. He was always smug and smarmy, while Lee Majors (another contender) was merely wooden.
Susan Sarandon is talented enough, but her acting style and (what I’ve been led to believe is) her off-screen personality both annoy me, and I’ve never understood why she’s considered hot. Then again, she does bear an uncanny resemblance to a woman of my acquaintance whose face and body have been ravaged by too much booze and too many cigarettes,
I want to like this guy, I really do, he shot a movie in my hometown which he then won the oscar for, and he’s supposedly great in it!
However his wet-breathy voice and pale, pale skin just yuck me out.
Actually she has had them. I remember seeing on VH1 a clip of her trying to look all cool on the red carpet, when one of her boobies pops out. Aparently she had a bad boob job. They said it looked like she had been nursing a wolverine. Then she goes up and tells the photographers to “have some class”.
Dr. Tom Cruise. Oh wait…you mean he doesn’t have his MD in psychiatric medicine. Maybe someone ought to inform him of that.
Lucy Lui, National Geographic host. One of the first things I thought when I heard about the Gospel of Judas thing, was “God, I hope Lucy Lui is not hosting.” ::shudder::
If you hate him now, go see “Lucky Number Slevin” 
Sarah Jessica Parker for being the most annoying thing about Sex and the City. She’s also rather ugly for an actress.
Catherine Zeta Jones because she grossed me out by smoking in her last trimester of pregnancy. I also hate her stupid cell phone commercials. She has no personality.
Chuck Norris. He’s so wooden that he makes Gary Cooper look like Bob Goldthwait on a coke binge.
Volcanos are remotely located. Why not just deliver the sack to me?
Just make sure not to include Ms Lopez. Although on reflection I am missing one of the pieces from my hand-carved nativity scene.