I loved Sling Blade.

Buffalo 66
Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas (was scared it would trigger a flashback with its trippy style)
Napoleon Dynamite (I'd thought that one would be bad, but so many people whose taste I trust LOVED it. it sucked hard)

I stopped watching the DVD of 'Made' about 2/3 of the way through. Didn't laugh at all and I wanted to punch the shit out of Vince Vaughn.

But the worst movie of all time, IMHO, that I didn't stop or walk out on: 'Angel Eyes'. I was on a plane, so there was NOTHING else going on. It was terrible.

The comment thread over there is insane! I'm very surprised at some people's choices (Anchorman and Borat got multiple hits, for instance).

I liked all of genevieve's picks, and have seen the Matrix multiple times. I like Sling Blade too.

It just didn't work on me, at all. All I saw was a guy who learned how to make a funny face and do a funny voice and was ballsy enough to see if the rest of the world would buy it as drama.

I fell on the "not buying it" side, and sitting in a crowd of folks entranced by Billy Bob's magic made me feel like an asshole; I kept wanting to point and laugh. So I left (and snuck into Face/Off, which RULED!)

The only flick I almost walked out on was 'Wishmaster' until my friend and I realized that under-rated Wes Craven gem wasn't terrible - it was territastic!

Movies I should have walked out on, but didn't:
L'humanite -- The worst French movie I've ever seen and that's saying a lot.
Hellboy -- It had promise but was so boring and overcooked.

I know...I've tried it. (Seeing "NapDyn" for the first time via Netflix was a harsh lesson--as I'd already been quoting the film, simply by mimicking all of my friends, only to realize what I'd been saying didn't actually make me laugh.)

There's NOTHING worse for comedy than sitting quietly and thinking to yourself, "Oh, I guess I can kind of see why some people might find this funny...but I don't have any clue why my friends insist this is the funniest movie they've ever seen..." instead of actually laughing.

Still, I don't feel that any qualification is necessary to share that I pulled out the DVD of Tom Hanks monstrosity that is "The Terminal" before it made me feel that way.

And the two closest times I ever came to actually walking out of a theater to a movie I'd paid money to see would have been "Toys" and "Far & Away."

Not the worst films I've ever seen--because there's more enjoyment in watching a truly bad film to its conclusion--but astonishingly unsatisfying movie-going experiences...

Decent flick, but it scarred me for life.

I don't like it when right wing nuts do it to stoke people to go to a needless war and I don't like it when left wing film-makers do it either (although their motives are more noble).

(However, the soundtrack in unimpeachable.)

I walked out on the second Lord of the Rings movie. I thought the battle would never end. It's probably still going on.

SIDEWAYS: The reviews I'd read portrayed it as a fairly sensitive film. Instead I got to watch two unlikeable characters mope about, enacting a chamber of commerce's wet dream of a vacation... mostly.

KING KONG (the new one): I can watch the RKO original over and over again. Maybe if I was 12 again I'd have been able to enjoy it, but it was more of a video game than a movie.

Choices should be reserved for just really bad movies, like "The Funeral" or "Destiny Turns on the Radio."

I don't care what prudes think.

Not nearly enough squid, too much whale.

I came very close to walking out of Pirates of the Caribbean #3 (ugh!), but I was with a friend and figured I might as well, I had paid for it... sigh. Wish I had walked out.

Normally I'm very picky about the movies I see, so I don't subject myself to lousy movies that often.

Would have walked out of Borat, but I kept on keeping on thinking that something funny was surely just about to happen.

Fell asleep during the first Pirates film. Johnny Depp talent is wasted on those pics.

Why would you waste your funghigh on Bullworth? That's crazy.

I second the motion. I saw Empire Records on video when I was in high school, and it became an instant classic amongst my peers. I think often times a movie speaks to one particular generation, creating alienation to those outside it's target audience (i.e. old man Schmader).

The same can be said for other movies I find to be classics- my father was horrified when I screened Fight Club

It seemed like a movie for alterna-kids written by some midwestern 50-something who read about grunge in Newsweek. I love it, and will be discussing it at some length in the future at Northwest Film Forum.

I couldn't walk out of Fantastic Four: Silver Surfer simply because I was amazed that they'd managed to pack every single, imaginable superhero movie cliche into the film. It was a pastiche masterpiece! Hollywood is famous for plot recycling, but this took it to a whole new level.

The only thing that kept me sane was imagining Chris Evans bent over my sofa.

Bang zoom!

The last movie I can recall walking out of was a SIFF midnighter called I Want to Be a Vampire (it's listed in IMDb as Bloodsuckers). It was truly hysterically bad, but it went on being that way for so long that I just got irritated and couldn't take it anymore. However, should it ever be available on video/DVD, I think it would make a fine party gimmick with a large amount of mood-enhancing substances.

I really, really WISH I'd walked out of Park Chan-wook's Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance. I have a strong stomach, but the sheer mean-spiritedness of the movie made me want to punch the director in the nose. I hated it so much that I will never see another of his films, no matter how much people rave (hello, Oldboy).

It took every ounce of cheapness I posess to stay through Intiman's Heartbreak House. And I LIKE drawing room comedies. GBS isn't the shit.

Pirates of the Carribean 3: I went shopping at Bed, Bath, and Beyond while I left my friends with that piece of shit.

I wish I'd walked out on Napoleon Dynamite. That's time I'll never get back.

I WISH I'd walked out of Midnight Express when I saw that in the theatre - not because it was bad (parts of it are very good), but because it was disturbing and gave me nightmares for years afterward. Ditto Eraserhead, which triggered one of the only flashbacks I've ever had.

Breaking the Waves and Happiness were the two best-reviewed movies that I thought were the most colossal pieces of shit, yet for some reason, I sat all the way through both of those horribly depressing, pointless wastes of time. Go figure - my husband walked out of the room about 40 minutes into Breaking the Waves and about 20 minutes into Happiness. He has a lot less patience with crap than I do.

And to wannabe-hipster band dorks exiled to the South for the duration of their adolescence, it was pure gold. We had no idea! I don't think I've seen it since, uh, back in the day, though. I'm afraid to watch it again and utterly ruin it.

I was heavy tripping and afraid to leave my apartment. I'm one of those bakers who like to stay home and listen to tunes or watch TV. It was different when I was in my 20s.

Here's a question: Did you turn out okay? I can only imagine what having that mindboggling collection of paint-by-numbers neurotics as role models might do to a soul...clearly you didn't die from excessive cutting or fatal socking-it-to-the-man, but have you sustained any residual Empire Records damage?

(My adolescent worship of the Smiths has brought nothing but trouble...)

The first was "Buckaroo Banzai". It started off fun but eventually every single scene became brain-numbingly pointless. My brother and I were just kids but we both hated it and left the theater to go climb some trees.

The second was "Naked Lunch". Blech. Fled the theatre when a beautiful gay teenage boy started getting simultaneously fucked and EATEN by a giant bug. What a piece of crap.

I just realized both movies starred Peter Weller. How odd. He sure had lousy taste in scripts.

It was the only time I ever walked out on a movie and the only time I dumped a girl.

The thing is, we knew these characters were all horrible stereotypes and that the movie was pretty stupid. They were never really role models for us - at least not me or the kids I was friends with - but I think that, for those of us who had various chips on our shoulders, some of the sentiments rang true, even if the specifics didn't. Nobody wanted to turn into some lame caraciture, but we didn't want to keep being boring straight-A suburbanites, either. We probably could've used much, much better material than Empire.

*All right, I will cop to occasionally watching CSI: Miami re-runs because I still think Rory What's-His-Name is cute.