In 1993, James Redfield wrote a spiritually moving novel about an ancient Peruvian manuscript that was the metaphorical key for humankind to unlock the meaning of existence and life itself. Through the eyes and epiphanies of John Woodson in the jungles and mountains of Peru, readers experience the manuscript’s nine sequential insights, taught by teachers disguised as coincidental acquaintances. As Woodson learns about the balance of constantly flowing energy and the power of nature, readers simultaneously share the spiritual awakening. Now, 13 years after Redfield’s novel began flying off bookshelves, it has been adapted into a feature-length film, produced by Redfield himself and directed by Armand Mastroianni. However, the spiritual grandeur that emanated from the pages is nowhere to be seen on the big screen. What was once inspiring is now boring. The Seventh Insight suggests finding a silver lining in bad things; in this case, that silver lining lies in the original source material. Read the book, and skip the movie.