Just before Valentine’s Day 2009, The Yorker ran an article of films to which you’d do well not to take a special lady or gentleman. I plumped for the obscure.
The Cure For Insomnia (1987)
John Henry Timmis IV’s experimental film mostly consists of L.D. Groban reading his own 4080 page poem, interspersed with heavy metal music videos and porn. What’s more, it comes in at 87 hours in length. That’s really long. I mean, it’s so long, your chances of scoring at the end of the night would be more than a little bit hampered by the fact that, once the film’s over, it’d be lunchtime… on February 18.