The film clunks on, acted with no flair or charisma by anyone in the cast and no energy or interest in the direction.

“There Are No Saints” is like a ghost film, drifting in from the past to our present — still haunting in its way, but hazy about its mission.

It can be difficult to take genre movies that are this clichéd seriously, and doubly so when they insist on regurgitating tropes in a humorless register.

There may be no saints, but there are definitely enough people who had nothing better to do.