I spend much of my time wondering what crawled up the collective asses of the British. Watching this film merely heightened that sense of wonder as "The Warrior" won the award for "Best British Film" in 2004 at the British Academy Awards, which is some kind of bore-fest where snobbish Brits sit around and try to figure out which of their films has the most pronounced sense of repressed emotion. (Although this film would appear to be Indian, it was funded by Brits and there's a whole convoluted explanation of why it's considered British and not Indian that I don't need to go into. Just trust me.)

Since "The Warrior" won, you can bet that the main character, who says virtually nothing the entire film, sits around and ponders his repressed emotions to no end. A hired enforcer for a local Indian lord, Lafcadia (Khan) spends an inordinate amount of time trying to figure out who he is after renouncing that role.

Lafcadia has what one might term a "spiritual reawakening." Had this been an American film, Lafcadia would have found Jesus and run around India trying to convert everyone. Since this film is British, Lafcadia's spiritual awakening consists merely of renouncing violence and pondering the meaning of existence.

After quitting his job, Lafcadia is chased about by his successor and he must ponder whether he can keep his vow of nonviolence or fight back. This concept is hardly original, recalling the many films where some mobster tries to quit the mob and is hunted down or just can't escape that life of violence.

Just because the thing takes place in a small village in India doesn't make it profound.