My date enjoyed Jude Law’s penis and that’s the only thing I remember about it.
I’m gonna go with My Dinner with Andre.
My friend dragged me to see it in college, and I can’t remember if I walked out or fell asleep, but either way it was terrible.
My answer to this question is always yhe same:
My Dinner with Andre.
When this rwo hour eavesdrop premiered, Siskel and Ebert had fistfights with each other over who could praise it more. I guess a movie that dares to be different automatically gets points among critics. But if you’re going to make a movie about two guys talking, you might wanna…oh, I don’t know…film two guys talking in which at least one one of them has SOMETHING INTERESTING TO SAY!
I got enough pretentious blowhards in my life. I suspect even I myself may be a pretentious blowhard.
But that doesn’t mean I want to pay theater prices to listen to Hollywood’s idea of a pretentious blowhard for two solid hours.
Ninja’d again, dammit.
Great minds think alike! 
The Deer Hunter.
I made it to the wedding scene (which I recall being glacial) and I was like, “I can’t take this anymore.” That’s the point where I skipped ahead to the famous ending.
“Solaris” was a lot less boring than “2001”. At least it had a plot.
MHO, of course.
Another overlong foreign-film classic that I found boring: “Tree of Wooden Clogs.” However, the version I saw was subtitled; I think it really should have been dubbed.
I liked it. Maybe I was anticipating Nick Cave and enjoyed it along the way because.
Birth of a Nation.
Not because it is old. Not because it is silent.
Because it is 3 hours and 13 minutes of tedium.
mmm
My wife made me sit throughLadies in Lavender, and afterwards admitted that even she thought it was dull.
Tedious and racist! Now there’s a winning combination…