I am horribly embarrassed to admit that 2001: A Space Odyssey worked like a Seconal with a whiskey chaser. Twice. The first time I didn’t make it past the moon sequence, the second, the last thing I remembered was “I’m sorry, Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
In my defense, Mr. Ko took me to the 10:00 show after I worked all day (twice), the third time I saw it I stayed awake through the whole thing and now it’s among my top 5 favorite movies. 
I’m like that, too. I want plot development, a story, dialogue, and character development from my movies, not endless chase scenes and bigger and more things blowing up. When a car chase scene goes on forever, I feel like I’d like to pull out a book and just read until we get back to the story again. I wish I could get Hollywood to understand that they don’t have to pay a billion dollars to make an interesting movie - not everyone just wants chase scenes and blowing shit up.
My boyfriend loves any B horror flick that comes along and I’ve slept through countless ones of them.
One I thought I wanted to see but missed most of due to napping was Reign of Fire.
I’ve fallen asleep twice trying to watch The Princess Bride. The first time I was sick so I had an excuse. The second time I figured I’d give it another chance…nope.
I fell asleep in the theater watching Rocky and Bullwinkle. Man, that was a stinker. I think there were about five people in the theater and they had those seats where the armrests flipped up, so I just stretched out across several seats and told the spouse to wake me up when it was over. 
If you had seen it way back when it came out on those Cinerama screens (for which it was filmed), you’d probably have made it. The screen was curved and the movie was paying both in front and to the sides (somewhat) of you. That made some scenes vertiginous and others very inclusive of the audience. Other than that, it was overly long and didn’t make a lot of sense in parts.
The Tree of Life; The New World. Yep, same director. I did like Badlands, though.
And I have to say it…Hugo. It just didn’t hold my interest. It was nice to look at but I could not keep my mind on it, nor did I find its center, if there was one.
There Will be Blood
Gangs of New York
I’ve only seen one of the Pirates of the Caribbean movies, whichever one has Tia Dalma, and I only saw it because we went to the movies. Fortunately for me, since she’s the only notable black character, I got to dress up as her for marching band my senior year. I still have no clue what happens after the fog, but I can play the theme if asked.
The Fountain
Black and white crime movies shown on TCM, hopefully when I’m wide awake at 2 a.m. These are B movies from the 50’s with the words “FBI” or “Communist” in the title, feature tough guys with hats, tough women, coppers driving police cars with sirens blaring, much shooting and blasting. Starring, oh, say, Raymond Burr or Broderick Crawford, someone who went on to have a mildly successful TV career later on. Not to be confused with actual good actors in classic film noir, these loud, incoherent shoot-em-ups between the police and commies, escaped criminals, or bank robbers are snooze city.
I wish some of the awful movies mentioned here would have put me to sleep, rather than keeping me entirely awake and watching with horror and revulsion. I envy you.
Not me, but my mom has never made it through the part with the apes.
Casablanca.
I want to stay awake for this movie, really, I do. But every goddamn time…