18. The 15:17 To Paris
Clint Eastwood, what happened?
Surely the most boring and low-effort movie in the venerable filmmaker's back catalogue - and that's including the rancid Hereafter - 15:17 to Paris attempts to dramatise a real-life act of heroism by needlessly stretching it out into a 94-minute movie.
Though Spencer Stone, Anthony Sadler, and Alek Skarlatos' successful interruption of the 2015 Thalys train attack is an undeniable feat of tremendous courage, did it really need its own movie?
More to the point, did Eastwood need to cast the three young men as themselves? They're not natural actors, and it's painfully apparent throughout. They're not the only culprits, though: the script, written by one of Eastwood's production assistants, is hilariously awkward, and Eastwood's direction has never been more devoid of heart.
Worst Moment: A soul-destroying 20-minute subplot devoted solely to the three men being tourists in Europe, intended only to stretch the film to feature length.