I am sure the idea of the Apocalypse would scare most directors. I, for one, would love to see on film Antichrist astride Leviathan, described thus in the Apocalypse of Daniel. "His stature [the Antichrist] will be 9 cubits. He will have black hair pulled up like an iron chain. In his forehead, he will have one eye shining like the dawn. His lower lips will be large; he will have no upper lips. (Hmmm ... he's sorta beginning to look like Angelina Jolie, eh?)
On his hand, the little finger will be the longer; his left foot will be wider. He will be born of a harlot from the tribe of Dan (hey, I know a Dan in JoBlo!), he will have no knees with which to genueflect, but he will have wheels on the soles of his feet (HANNIBAL on a gurney!). He will come to the sea and say, "Dry up" and it will be dried. He will say to the moon, "Be dark" and it will be darkness. And the stars will fall from heaven."
And of course, there should be all the Archangels, Seraphim, Nepthalim, Cherubim, Beasts with Seven Heads and ten Horns, each marked with blashpemous titles, one of whom looks like Jennifer Love Hewitt.
However, until Robert Zemeckis is presented with a script in which Tom Hanks plays the Whore of Babylon, I think we will have to be content with THE SEVENTH SEAL (starring Demi Moore. This wasn't bad actually; I liked the rivers of blood and the idea of deathless cursed centurions) and THE RAPTURE. (Now, I Really liked this movie. I didn't need to see Mimi Rogers topless but the End of the World, although economically conceived (no skeletal Four Horsemen shrieking, "Plague! Death! Hoof & Mouth Disease!") was quite moving.)
Arf, long post. Great question, Derrick! You have made an ex-Jesuit very happy.