Godzilla (1998)

This positively insulting Roland Emmerich film takes the cheesy but allegorically poignant Godzilla franchise and twists it back into a film that's all about America—something that shouldn't sit well with fans who recognize the original's Hiroshima-heavy context. But if re-contextualizing a product born out of the ashes of an American-caused tragedy into a big, American action movie isn't enough to throw you, there's also the whole part where this is a big, dumb, American action movie; nothing really makes sense, and Emmerich and his smorgasbord of co-screenwriters' attempts at shoehorning in vague, atomic origins does little to help their case on either point. One can only hope that Monsters director Gareth Edwards gives us the Americanized Godzilla that we deserve in his upcoming adaptation.