To paraphrase that old Three Dog Night hit, Eli's a-comin' and the cards say ... a broken head. Or a severed hand. Or maybe just a split-open stomach.
In "The Book of Eli," directors Allen and Albert Hughes take us down, shall we say, a well-traveled "Road." The skies rain ashes, cannibalism is all the rage in certain circles, freeways have been largely reduced to rubble and nearly everyone is dressed in "Mad Max"-style threadbare thug-wear. Familiar sights perhaps, but the Hughes Brothers, production designer Gae Buckley and art director Chris Burian-Mohr have nevertheless put together a memorably miserable vision of the future.
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