The film project I got casually involved with a few months ago and which I'm trying to find a way to exit from gracefully, as the script gets worse with each draft and it becomes more and more apparent that the "professional screenwriter" responsible for it is actually a.) inept, b.) not, in fact, professional, and c.) loony.
The woman's sheer nerve and determination I might assign to Orthanc, if I didn't happen to think it more the result of a prolonged manic episode than anything else.
This thing is going to crash and burn
so badly... 
I mean, it may be the worst screenplay I've ever read, and that's saying something.
