The last time I took the Academy’s word for anything, I ended up spending 2 hours of my life suffering through the misery that was Rachel Getting Married. Absolutely the must horrid murder of an afternoon in my life. The dentist was better. Never again.
I tried to watch “Raging Bull” two or three times on TV but never in the theatre. Maybe it is better on the big screen but on TV I found it like watching grass grow while listening to chalk screech on a chalkboard and having a bad itch all at the same time. I could never figure out why some said it was so great. It was torture to me. The only thing I can ever remember about it is DeNiro sitting at a table mumbling. Surely I must have missed something, it could not possibly be as bad as it seemed to me.