The world has ended so often in fantasy films that it's become a bad joke: my civilization collapsed and all I got was this lousy B movie. George Miller's MAD MAX and its countless imitators set the cliches in stone--desolate post-nuke music-video landscapes, barbaric mutants,
loner/mercenary/samurai/cowboy/gunslinger heroes all waging the eternal fight for good against evil with armored motor vehicles and automatic weapons. At least PRAYER OF THE ROLLERBOYS comes up with a clever premise for its apres
-apocalypse setting, but the saga that unravels therein goes out not
with a bang but a whimper.
During a dynamic opening credit sequence a youthful narrato...