The Saint (1997 D: Phillip Noyce, W: Jonathan Hensleigh, Wesley Strick)
There are terrible scripts everywhere. But this one stands out because I remember feeling, as we left the theater, that the movie was literally about nothing, a piece of air. Val Kilmer dons some disguises, some actions scenes happen, there are various confused twists, there’s a Roger Moore joke, and then… it’s over. It’s as if it didn’t exist. It’s in some ways the archetype of the late 20th century Hollywood movie: it’s a remake, nothing of value is said, no one is offended, and hardly anyone remembers it. See also: The Haunting (1999), Batman and Robin (1997), Charlie’s Angels (2000), etc. etc. etc.