Horror specialist Victor Salva's too-reverent adaptation of Dan Millman's 1980 self-help memoir The Way of the Peaceful Warrior
gives equal time to New Agey psychoprattle and the voyeuristic spectacle of college gymnasts putting their tight-as-a-drum physiques through sweaty, intricate exhibitions of precision physical prowess. The result is something close to a textbook example of how not
to visualize spiritual principles of the "be here now" variety.
It opens as cocky, womanizing, ferociously competitive UCLA gymnastic jock Dan (Scott Mechlowicz) dismounts after an arduous routine, only to have one leg shatter into a million tiny pieces. It's only...