Cementing your heretofore established credentials as having incredibly awful taste.
The Shining was fair. Nicholson carried that movie, but he screwed up the ending from the book.
Full Metal Jacket was good.
2001 (another "classic") was mostly bubbling sewage. It's difficult to watch and hardly makes any sense. Nobody even knows what it means, people just have theories.
Spartacus was okay, but that was during the period where the studios reined him in and didn't allow him to go all bizarro. Otherwise it probably would have ended with Spartacus putting a pan of goat milk on his head and time-traveling to become Hustler publisher Larry Flynt.
The rest of his stuff is looney clap trap.
Eyes Wide Shut? Yep. That's the only way to watch most of his godawful films.
Claiming any of his crap is worth watching is the cinematic equivalent of The Emperor's New Clothes.
I'm not afraid to point out the obvious nudity. You're welcome to continue oohing and aahhing over the finely tailored fabrics that make up his resplendent robe.