Though The Book of Eli is touted as an action film, the focus is clearly not on over-the-top stunts and extreme fight sequences. In fact, the minimal displays of flashy violence find their way into the film rather unevenly. Rather than proceeding with the steady escalation of action into a cathartically brutal final showdown, the film bypasses this method altogether and showcases its machete-wielding hero in all his glory early on, leaving little adventure for the climax.
It starts with extreme slow motion and muted colors, with black ash raining from the sky, scrawny cats for food, IPods for music, KFC hand wipes for baths, and a distasteful necessity to neglect the weak and helpless in an effort to survive. Yet Eli never seems to be in need of aid nor does he ever appear to be a character that couldn’t save a fragile woman from the grungy hands of a motorcycle gang. Perhaps that’s why his plight isn’t too realistic and his motivations a little blurry. His swift blade that favors clean decapitations doesn’t quite fit with his desire to spout priestly phrases over his victims, or his ability to resist lesser temptations (such as Kunis). The use of religion, however, as a weapon and in place of uglier motivations is the most creative aspect of The Book of Eli, cleverly avoiding supernatural alternatives and less believable concepts. Occasionally it’s subtle, but mostly it’s blatant, alternating between condemning such beliefs and siding with the benefits. “It doesn’t have to make sense,” Eli instructs Solara. “It’s faith.”
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Although Kunis may not fit exactly, she isn't a terrible actress.