Ah, My Dinner with Andre. I'll admit a morbid fascination with that film. As in "why the F did you make this movie?"
I first saw it years ago. I was so stunned I actually sat through it all, not believing what I was seeing. Since then, I've watched it twice, years in-between. I tried watching it as a writer would, then as someone who loved the movie might, trying to pick up on the more interesting pieces of conversation and how they changed both the pace of the dialogue and your understanding of the characters relationship.
Although I got more out of it - it still sucked.
To me, it's the one perfect example of what a movie critic is. And how they'll like something because they think they are supposed to, because they want to be looked upon favorably by their peers.
To me there's only two types of folks in the world. People who think My Dinner with Andre sucked, and people who've never seen it.