In Cold Blood

I love this movie, but goddamn this was like reading a textbook. This is a great example of what it's like to take a highly interesting subject and make it duller than a box of rocks. Actually, that's not fair; I find rocks to be interesting at times.

Honestly, this might just be a case of it's-me-not-you. I don't care for Capote's style. Hell, I didn't much like Breakfast at Tiffany's either. I think the real kudos go to filmmakers for being able to pull classics out of some really rote writing.