The Thin Red Line. You could almost feel the critics straining to like it, like they were trying to poo a bowling ball. Keep pushing. Dull, self-indulgent twaddle that combined all the worst things about arty movies into a single neat package of wankiness.
I want to hunt down and kill everyone associated with it. Probably with robots.
Jaws sequels. They're always spoiled by the need for me to shout at the screen "move inland!". Really, if you are being pursued by vengeful sharks, this will work.
Oh, I forgot LoTR. Not a fantasy fan at the best of times, but I was persuaded to watch these. First one was dull and spoiled by people saying 'but in the book...', the second sent me to sleep, the third was actually close to reasonable (yes, we know, there will be big battle, please just be getting on with it), until the end. Which kept going. And going. And going. And going. It might still be going now, several years later. Safe to say I'll be skipping the Hobbit.