Apocalypto, Mel Gibson, 2006.

With Apocalypto, Gibson has crafted a consistently compelling (yet surprisingly conventional) adventure yarn that is, at once, as single minded as Herzog's Aguirre, as gorily stylish as Taymor's Titus, as unapolagetically indulgent as Jodorowsky's El Topo, and as schooled in the mechanics of popcorn thrills as any Lucas/Speilberg franchise