What is with this current barrage of crappy romantic comedies (see The Wedding Planner)? It's really getting tiresome.

In Head Over Heels, Monica Potter (doing her best Julia Roberts impersonation) is an art restorer who always seems to be unlucky in love. After moving into an apartment with a bunch of sexy, dimwitted super models, Potter meets the man of her dreams in the form of Freddie Prinze Jr., a guy who kisses ass for a living and lives in the building across the street. Before long, a romance ensues, but Potter becomes startled when she sees (or thinks she sees) Prinze murder a woman in a scene that is meant to be a homage to Rear Window. It didn't work in What Lies Beneath and certainly doesn't work here. Soon, Potter becomes entangled in a stupid mystery in which people are not who they seem.

I give credit to the film makers for making the supermodels engaging rather than annoying, but nothing in this all too familiar comedy works. It's just one tedious scene after another.

Potter is cute but there is nothing remotely interesting about her character while Prinze just does another variation of the same junk we've seen him do already. He wasn't good in She's All That and he isn't good here either.

Head Over Heals has an extremely attractive cast, particularly the women that play the super models. It's sad that this movie has such a stale sense of humor, resorting to even the worst of dick and fart jokes. I just don't understand why movies like this ever get the green light. If only they would have halted the production to later this year, maybe the pending Hollywood strike would have knocked some sense into the studios who insist on subjecting audiences to this boring junk.