The film’s Biblical overtones are both overt (Eli as the wandering desert prophet following the voice of God) and subtle, particularly the way it uses society’s bombed-out remains as a constant reminder of the transitory nature of the material. Not all of it works, of course, but you can’t fault its ambitions, particularly in melding the coarse edges of a particularly brutal genre with a genuine sense of spiritual uplift and unapologetic religiosity that is generally nonexistent in Hollywood cinema. It may be the first R-rated postapocalyptic nightmare movie that your conservative grandma might like. (Hollywood Jewel 16, Waco, TX)