Taking its title from a combination of the lead characters' first and last names, "Hav Plenty" is an updated version of the traditional screwball romantic comedy. Playing off the age-old romantic themes of opposites attracting each other, as well as that of everyone but the leads being aware that the two are obviously destined to be together, this film is more charming than it is outrageously funny. Even so, it might just win you over if you give it the chance to weave its goofy romantic spell over you.
That is as long as you don't mind the absence of well-developed characters or for that matter, a well-constructed plot. Newcomer and Orson Welles wannabe Christopher Cherot (as director, writer, producer, editor and star -- whew!) shows potential in his multifaceted role, but this film is ultimately a little less than satisfying and definitely has the look of a low budget, freshman attempt.
Nowhere close to approaching the classic romantic comedies such as "The Philadelphia Story" or "When Harry Met Sally" (and nowhere near being in the same league with Welles' work — we just used that as a clever reference to the many tasks Cherot handled), the film should make a tiny dent in this summer's heavy barrage of movies before finding a more comfortable place on home video.
As a performer Cherot does exude a certain self-deprecating charm, and is easily likeable in his role. Reminiscent of other comedic performers such as Tommy Davidson, Cherot tries to play the straight man to the lunacy around him and some of his reactions are quite funny (including one brief moment where he feigns being asleep when someone enters the room). The rest of the performers, however, unfortunately come across as not much more than standard issue sitcom players.
The same holds true for the main plot that doesn't ever really go anywhere or gain much momentum. Scenes occasionally just appear out of the blue and stand out for their obvious plot contributions. For example, Lee and Havilland conveniently visit her grandmother (who's never seen again after that) just so that she can tell them that she knows they belong together (it appears she has a gift or sense for such things).
As the writer and director, however, Cherot could have played the scene to a greater comic effect. Instead of having the grandmother boldly proclaim her romantic "vision" in front of many others (thus inspiring some comic awkwardness or denial, etc...), the scene takes place in private and the comic potential is squandered.
Much of the film comes off that way. Other moments -- such as the two leads arguing about whether she "drops" names of the famous people she knows (both continually repeating "No, I'm not." "Yes, you are.") -- quickly become irritating and aren't funny. Cherot also occasionally breaks the "fourth wall" by addressing the camera (and therefore the audience), but these moments aren't done enough to be effective (think of "Ferris Bueller's Day Off") and aren't clever enough (think of the old TV show, "Moonlighting") to be as much fun as they should be.
Even so, Cherot's winning performance makes up for some of those deficiencies/problems, and he does manage to include some subtle but funny bits. Whenever one of the women makes a romantic move on Lee, a cover of Bruce Springsteen's "Fire" begins playing ("I'm driving in my car. I turn on the radio....'Cause when we kiss....Fire...") but then abruptly stops when Lee stops the action. And when Lee enters Havilland's bedroom nervous about what's going to happen next, he wears a Mickey Mouse T-shirt where Micky has an astonished look on his face and his lips are pursed in an "Ooh" gesture.
It's possible that the film might have been better had Cherot not chosen to tackle so many simultaneous roles. Even seasoned performer/directors have a difficult time pulling off that stunt, and the film's overall weakness certainly shows. Even so, this young talent demonstrates a lot of potential and it won't be surprising to see more polished features from him in the future. As this one stands, however, it gets just a 4.5 out of 10.