A man of the cloth facing a crisis of faith, particularly one provoked by an attractive woman, covers some well-trod dramatic territory and the director doesn't do much to update this borderline biblical scenario.
[Writer/director Paul Shoulberg] never shies away from the religious aspects of the story but at the same time gives the film enough air from outside the church to give the tale wider appeal.
What's annoying in this otherwise well-meaning movie is how the barbs become a kind of armor against real feeling, and the bland direction offers nothing.
