Didn't want to sleep in a theater

There's a first time for everything and today was the first time I fell asleep during a movie. If I'm camped out in front of my DVD player, sure, I admit, I've caught some shut-eye, but never in a theater. That is, until today. Bought tickets to see Don't Want to Sleep Alone (Asian film) and no offense to anyone who likes it, but God, it was totally not my cup of tea. The shots were drawn out to comic lengths and in my opinion, for no apparent reason. Every action was repeated to the point of ritual, but it lost it initial impact after the first forty minutes (I exaggerate, of course). The lack of dialogue, though, that's what really irked me. Maybe because I'm such a wordy person, but I need to hear stuff - or at least read it in the form of subtitles. After a full twenty minutes of nothing but sound effects, I actually said out loud, "Talk already!" Yes, I have been brainwashed by too many popcorn thrillers. It just wasn't for me. I tried my best to stick it out, but, well, couldn't - and my head promptly lolled to the side and I fell asleep. It's not that I don't want to expand my worldview and I like being exposed to new things, but oh God, I knew I didn't watch Asian movies for a reason. Oh well, here's hoping some other cinematic endeavor will change my mind.

Final thought: Is it because I was educated by people obsessed with time that I can't stand anything drawn out?