With no marketing strategies, no bankable leads, no appealing cinematography and certainly no imaginative script, this grainy film is guilty of numerous cinematic sins. David (Boris Kodjoe) is on the fast track to becoming a minister in his father’s burgeoning congregation. But when his mother dies, he turns his back on God and logically becomes the next Ricky Martin, with gyrating hips and sexy sounds. Since this all happens during the first 10 minutes of the film, writer/director Rob Hardy uses what he learned in Plot Clichés 101 to fill up the rest of the movie’s running time. Soon, dad’s congregation takes a turn for the worse, and to no surprise, David saves the day with a benefit concert to save the financially suffering church. Hardy also throws in a muddled array of convoluted subplots, all of which do nothing to make this film worth the cost of admission.