More predictable religious claptrap

Rating: 4/10 (30 March 2009)

When Carl Sagan was on his deathbed, a priest asked him if he wanted the last rites. "Don't you want to believe?" he was asked. "No, I want to know" he responded. Accordingly, this movie should be titled "Believing" as it has zero to do with knowledge.
(Painfully) obviously based on M. Night Shyamalan's spiritually-sourced screenplays (along with a smidge of Spielberg, and a dash of Davinci Code), this endtimes timewaste, though it references original sin, is sinfully less than original. Some characters may be Raptured, but the audience isn't afforded the pleasure.
Spoiler: (though it's difficult to spoil something that's already rotten), "Caleb" in the bible is noted for his faith in God while others doubt. Likewise, this Caleb gets to enter heaven while all us sinners burn. Science, as usual in this type of film, has naught to do with the numbers being laid down.
These are confusing times, and Joe the Plumber (sorry, I mean Joe Sixpack) doesn't want to think. Thus, I predict the easy answers found in this empty escapism will find an accepting audience in America.
Fans of ol'Nick, one-note Johnny, trapped in a cage of his own making, supported by a cast of ciphers, will enjoy this nonsense. Myself, I found it hellish. Spare me.