The Love Guru

Mike Myers likes ice hockey. He also likes Deepak Chopra, a little bit too much. So he pulled together a bit of hockey and a whole lot of Chopra and called it a plot. Building a movie around the efforts of an also-ran celebrity guru to sort out the internal politics of the Toronto Maple Leafs was Myers’ first mistake. His second was to seek Chopra’s blessing and throw him a cameo, thus fluffing a golden opportunity to take a good, strong whack at the guru industry. His Guru Pitka, a shaman cursed with lagging behind Chopra on the pop-psych charts, is too like his source to be really funny or really cutting. Ben Kingsley, as a cross-eyed Zen master, hasn’t been this funny since Gandhi. The rest is disposable and fatally cuddly.

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