A post-apocalyptic yawn about a man who must protect the last remaining copy of a holy book, The Book Of Eli sees Denzel Washington slay cannibals with finesse. Faltering immediately after the beautifully dark beginning, the Hughes brothers make Denzel talk like himself to a mouse and listen to bad music and even weep. Washington is the perfect warrior, adept with weapons and equally lethal with his bare hands. Gary Oldman talks and acts like Jack Nicholson in The Book Of Eli, has a blind concubine and wants the holy book at any cost. The holy book, by the way, has a cross on it, and old Denzel will kill anything that stands in the way of his mission. The exact opposite of Waterworld, The Book Of Eli has Denzel travel many lands before he finally sees water. The compact action scenes leave you hungry for more, and the old cannibal couple keeps your interest level up. Denzel shines in the action sequences but has an otherwise unconvincing role; a killing machine that draws strength from the Christian Bible? At some point, Jack, um, Gary Oldman says something about how the holy book could be used to control the weak. Ah, the moment of truth.