Movies I've Walked Out Of and Bobby DeNiro

I don't recall how I got onto the subject, but I was talking with Valerie about movies I've walked out of during the showing in a theater.  In all the hundreds of movies I've seen, there have been only four that were so bad that I had to leave before the end.  It occured to me, when I was talking with Val, that out of those four, three of them featured Robert DeNiro:

1977 - Damnation Alley - The huge scorpions totally grossed me out;
1980 - Raging Bull - The violence and the work "fuck" in every third sentence disgusted me;
1982 - King of Comedy -  I was in the mood to see Sophie's Choice, but the gang wanted to see this;
1994 - Mary Shelley's Frankenstein - Again, too violent, too gross, and Kenneth Branagh was just not enough temptation to make me stay through the end.

And it just so happens that one of the movies that I should have walked out of, but didn't was Heat, also starring Mr. DeNiro.  Heat wasn't gross, and the gun battle in the early part of the movie was a real thriller, but it just collapsed into a long, boring, talky film. 

Pity, because DeNiro is one of the great ones.