Critic Reviews

While the sheer novelty of a feature about lacrosse may be enough to generate some audience curiosity about A Warrior's Heart, this respectably crafted but thoroughly predictable indie rarely deviates from the gameplan followed by countless other dramas about self-absorbed young hotheads who get a shot at redemption on the playing field.

A Warrior's Heart is factory-issue jingoism, yielding no surprises and frightfully few insights.

The greatest lacrosse movie of the 21st century - and, unless I'm mistaken, the only lacrosse movie of the 21st century.

Perhaps most egregiously, director Mike Sears, working from Martin Dugard's awkwardly structured, subtext-free script, builds little excitement for the game of lacrosse, which comes off here as all sticks and legs and bad camera angles.

With an emotional depth roughly equivalent to that of his lacrosse stick...

It plays like a string of cliches linked together to form a movie with not a single moment of surprise or originality.

Still, in movie terms, Warrior's Heart makes curling look like gladiatorial combat.

A Warrior's Heart is so inept at developing itself as a film that it hands in all of its devices to the soundtrack itself and becomes a music video.