Little more than The Beach for the mortgage-and-carpool crowd, Kiss The Sky stars Gary Cole and William L. Petersen as upper-middle-class men in the grips of an existential crisis. Seeking to flee their stifling existences and recapture the lost potential of their youth, they head off to the Philippines and catch wind of a mystical place where it's possible, as the title suggests, to "kiss the sky." The set-up is almost identical to that of The Beach, but where The Beach started strong and quickly devolved into Apocalypse Now For Dummies, Kiss The Sky starts strong only to become an escapist fantasy for overaged Maxim readers. Instead of finding enlightenment in the mystical locale, which looks unnervingly like a tropical theme resort, they find Australian beauty Sheryl Lee, who, after considerable prattling, hops in bed with Petersen. But Kiss doesn't descend into science-fiction-level implausibility until Lee decides to engage in a threesome with Petersen and Cole, leading to an excruciating scene that suggests a Playboy video recast with veteran character actors. The movie never really recovers, as the quest for spiritual salvation mutates into an extremely ordinary battle of the sexes. Matters aren't helped much by the arrival of cheeky monk Terence Stamp, who pops up every once in a while to remind everyone that the true self, the Buddha self, is found only within. The use of songs by Leonard Cohen, while effective at first, only highlights the film's inadequacies, capturing a mysterious, deeply spiritual sadness at which Kiss The Sky barely hints.