saw: 21
This would-be caper about gaming the system is so predictable, and its story so by-the-numbers, that its numeric title itself serves as a sort of weak meta commentary. Here's another number for ya: 1985. That's the approximate vintage of most of the character arcs and plot points. I mean, fuck, there's even a robot. A goddamn robot! And it wins a prize! Director Robert Luketic's helmsmanship is slick the way dog shit is slick. Grade: C-