Hav Plenty Movie Review

You see, his name is Lee Plenty, and her name is Havilland. "Hav Plenty," get it? This, sadly, is the best joke in this film, an urban/Woody Allen wannabe tale of a struggling, homeless, unemployed writer who finds himself the envy of four women on New Year's Eve. That he achieves ridiculously smashing success is a foregone conclusion. Worst of all, Cherot's awful acting is punctuated by frequent monologues to camera, narrating the film. Okay, even worse than that: Those monologues are the best part of the movie. Yikes.