One of the first signs of trouble in Al Pacino's long career came in 1985, with the now-forgotten dud, Revolution. Reflect on this: Pacino plays a fur trapper who fucks around gets involved in the American Revolutionary War.

The combination of a poor script, sub-par directing, and an obviously unmotivated Pacino made for an acting exhibition that was so bad, it got him nominated for a Razzie. He strolls into the film like he's auditioning for a crap gangster picture, accent thick and sloppy. It's embarrasing.