Well, let’s get it out of the way: Armie Hammer. The actor’s career freefall — driven on social media by cannibal kink fascination, but underscored by concerning allegations of non-consensual sex, coercion, and abuse — has likely given “Crisis” (a more apt movie title couldn’t be possible) more interest than the throwaway crime drama would’ve otherwise received. But in the event, you’re one of the few wringing your hands over the film and how to separate the art from the artist, don’t bother. The film is bad, Hammer’s performance is forgettable, and there isn’t any kind of reading you can apply to the material that will shed anything close to a meaningful revelation about the actor or the scandal that’s embroiled him. The most “Crisis” will give you is the empty gift of occupying two, completely uneventful hours of your life.