There's something about this movie that doesn't jive with me. At first, it seemed to be a movie about an athlete coping with a crippling loss, but then it threw in some pseudo philosophical shit, and after one of the main characters got the name "Socrates" it became incredibly gay. I don't even give a shit about gymnastics. What is that, some circus tradition? It just didn't seem right.
So I immediately looked this up on the wiki and found that the author is a former gymnast that peddles a line of inspirational self-help books. So basically, this is a sales pitch disguised as a family movie. The author's message, of course, is nothing more than a small excerpt of traditional Bhuddism about attachment and mental concentration.
As it turns out, this guy also teaches Aikido, which I consider to be a cult practice. Aikijutsu is one of those styles of fighting designed to empower old people and middle aged women with the delusion that they can draw "infinite power" from their aging bodies. Then to cover their asses, they advocate total pacifism, so in this movie the main characters get robbed, but rather than resist the muggers, they happily hand over their watches. Then they have the nerve to call that inner strength. What? I mean, that might look good on paper, but it doesn't make any sense. These people have gotta stop.
Dan Millman should kill himself.
Rating: 30%
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