Forrest Gump didn't do it for me. I'd like to say it's because it wasn't what I expected, but I didn't go in with any particular expectations, other than the endlessly over-quoted "Life was like a box of chocolates" and "Run, Forrest, run!" I didn't go in with any elements of the plot in my mind; I was completely blind and open-minded. The film I watched failed to hold my attention. Part of the reason why the top films of all time are so endearing are because the creative team behind them have successfully manipulated the viewer to care deeply about the characters, enough to invest a little bit of themselves into those characters. Forrest Gump didn't really have that. The movie, for the most part, is about a guy sitting on a park bench telling the story of his life. Which is fine in theory, but until the last 20 minutes or so, it doesn't feel like it's building to anything. It's just a guy telling his story and, although the ending of the film wraps it all up nicely, there's an awfully sizeable chunk of film to set through that doesn't give much of an impression of a purpose, which made it a major headache and tedious watch for me. This is the only "classic" movie I've seen that has left me questioning the deservedness of the status and high rating.