I generally have to suck-it-up, unless by chance no one else is watching. In that case I will fast forward every single dance scene – bar none – and many cheesy no-sex sex scenes. For me in both instances the “aesthetic distance” is violated and the suspension of disbelief is completely destroyed.
In some scenes that are just too obvious or predictable, they’ll get “compressed” via FF.
I was marching through some movie lists and found myself 70x fast forwarding through almost every French movie. They often are not a narrative structure and are just really about nothing, and since I don’t speak French, and so often French translations will be 1 /25 the actual word-for-word content, there is nothing going on but moody nothingness. Bu-bye.
I overheard a hardcord small video store worker one time. He was bragging to his workmate that his 5 or 10 movies a night was going so much better since he discovered “the 5 min. rule”, that is, after 5min if he did not like the movie, odds were substantial that he would never like the movie, so would just quit.
I find that to be a great rule. If I feel the need to fast forward within the first 5 min or so, it’s almost always a done deal – especially on Netflix – unless of course the couch is not empty.