A former resident of a psychiatric hospital encounters a scorned woman at an abandoned motel, and they negotiate an unspoken, intriguingly primitive relationship that's interrupted when his mother shows up with a minister and a mission: she intends to make sure her son fulfills a destiny suggested in flashbacks to his childhood, when her spiritual fervor both inspired and tormented him. Despite the expressive power of the cinematography (by Rob Sweeney, Color of a Brisk and Leaping Day), the rhapsodic art direction, and a rare restraint in the use of close-ups and point-of-view shots, this hollow parable suffers from archness. The ideas about fanaticism and maternal abuse overwhelm the symbolic imagery instead of being supported by it, leaving the story symbol-heavy yet remarkably free of subtext. Director Frederick Marx (who produced and edited Hoop Dreams) wrote the screenplay with Steven Ivcich. With Sergei Shnirev, Martie Sanders, Harry Lennix, and Laura Hughes.