The World, the Flesh and the Devil (1959) 
Ralph Burton is a miner who is trapped for several days as a result of a cave-in. When he finally manages to dig himself out, he realizes that all of mankind seems to have been destroyed in a nuclear holocaust. He travels to New York City only to find it deserted. Making a life for himself there, he is flabbergasted to eventually find Sarah Crandall, who also managed to survive. Together, they form a close friendship until the arrival of Benson Thacker who has managed to pilot his small boat into the city's harbor. At this point the tensions rise between the three, particularly between Thacker, who is white and Burton, who is black.
A fairly refreshing and engaging post-apocalyptic tale with a stand-out performance from Harry Belafonte. More melodramatic than your usual end of the world fare in places but it dispenses with the usual token self-loathing. I've been meaning to check this one out for a few years now and I wasn't let down. Recommended.
75/100