That’s the one I thought of sharing, but you beat me to it! But please, give credit to one Nelson Muntz for this brilliant quote. 
Lacking both consistent meter and any semblance of rhyme, Alan Ginsberg’s Howl fails as poetry.
The novella made it clear that the protagonist had become a cockroach. As this is obviously impossible, the author must have either been delusional, or lost the thread of what he was writing. Such things are “possible” when the genre of the writing belongs to “science fiction,” but neither the tenor not style or writing suggested this genre…
The title of the show is “The Big Bang Theory,” but none of the scientists on the show actually work on researching the Big Bang theory. Stephen Hawking makes guest appearances, but they are mere cameos, and do not justify the name.
There are no children in Children of a Lesser god, save for a few teenagers, who don’t really qualify, and are subjugated to minor roles at any rate.
I am still awaiting the appearance of an actual wizard in The Wizard of Oz. There are three witches, but so far, no wizard.
“Shantih shantih shanti”? This is the worst limerick I’ve ever read!
Someone needs to tell George Orwell that dogs and sheep and pigs can’t freaking TALK!
So many 1984 questions and confusions in this thread…they would be best solved by a rewrite of the novel and burning all the prior editions.
The three sisters in the woods gave that Macbeth dude perfectly good advice, which he totally misinterpreted and got himself killed.
Cyrano de Bergerac should be used as a commercial for rhinoplasty.
There WERE no previous editions.
Amimal Farm is set on a experimental farm where the livestock are given the power of speech. But, My God, listen to them and they’ve somehow learned Communism!!
None of the questions in Blowin’ in the Wind make any damn sense. This Dylan guy is a hack writer who’ll never amount to anything. Full-time consideration of another endeavor might be in order.
“There was a great rise in Citizen Kane, and there was a modest fall.” The moral? “Get yourself a different woman.”
I was forewarned that The Sixth Sense had a twist. And oh what a twist it was! Turns out Bruce Willis was just another one of the disturbed boy’s hallucinations.
Pretty Woman is the age-old story of how a street whore can do OK for a while at least if she meets a wealthy gay man as long as he keeps paying for expensive shopping trips and no sex.
Titanic is the tale of a wealthy, spoiled girl that realizes her dreams by helping to kill the lover that saved her life multiple times, ditches her family for a new identity in the face of tragedy and ultimately screws over the people that gave her one last chance to vividly recall the joy of it all.
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is a classic story of a boy that comes from a multi-generational white trash family. Charlie has a gambling addiction of his own but manages to win enough to score a meeting with the Big Boss, a slave-owner and brutal candy tycoon. Charlie manages to wrestle control away from the tyrant through brilliant psychological ploys and gets control of his criminal empire.
Oh shit, I just realized that none of that is incorrect so I think I just went full circle.
Lord of the Rings - Don’t do anything Wizards tell you to do.
1984 - Put your head down and get to work.
Hamlet was hackneyed. Too many cliches.
Superman is okay I guess. But the main character is unrealistically good at everything.
Fight Club was in desperate need of some basic editing. I couldn’t count the number of times the author lost track of who was speaking, or even how many people were in the room!
Man and Superman needed more scenes with Lois Lane to balance things out.
Just saw Florence Foster Jenkins. Meryl Streep was miscast; they should have used an actress who could actually sing.