LINK: Our Girl In Chicago does her own list of art/artists she doesn't particularly care for (apropos this, which has an interesting discussion in the comments section). I'll take a stab at a list. I don't get:
writers: Virginia Woolf, Jane Austen, Ezra Pound (making an exception for "A Pact"), Leo Tolstoy in his novels (short stories and letter are an exception), Walt Whitman, Marcel Proust, Jack Kerouac (and all the Beat "writers")
Painters? Monet, Raphael (have me tell you the story about when I laughed at a Raphael I was probably not supposed to be laughing at), Reubens, everything in the 20th century that's not Picasso, Jackson Pollock or Willem de Kooning.
Movies? I thought The Matrix was the embodiment of the dumb kids in philosophy 202 who didn't really get what philosophy was about. Otherwise, it was overly violent and short on plot. Reading the TwoBlowhards discussion, I'll throw in Godfather II, which is a pretty good movie that's ruined by all those flashbacks, but even the good part mostly is just stealing the good bits from the first one.
I'll throw in an extra category, since I'm a Theory guy: thinkers I respect but could totally do without: Hegel, George Berkeley, Thomas Aquinas, Alexis de Tocqueville (it's my professional mission in life to see that no undergraduate ever has to read him again)
"Thou shalt not extinguish thine anger, but shall master it,
that thy conscience may not be blunted by adjustment
to wrong causes."
-The Dutch Ten Commandments to Foil the Nazis
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