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I found that this was a very enjoyable film and even though films like this(probably smaller budget, not a lot of hype, etc.)may not get the critics raves, it IS a good rental or cable view for anyone who likes the "star-crossed" lovers theme with a lot of the silly hi-jinx that usually surround them.

I absolutely ADORE Steve Guttenburg no matter what he plays in especially due to his boyish likability and the "attainable" characters he usually plays. Not to mention, he is an absolute HOTTIE! As for the rest of the cast, they were all chosen well especially Jami Gertz and Shelly Long. All in all a good, CLEAN(which is hard to find these days) and fun little movie. My thumbs up! lol

Another engrossing and insightful piece of filmmaking from Malcolm Mowbray, proving once and for all that his name deserves to be mentioned in the same breath as Truffaut, Godard and Chabrol. However, it is not for Mowbray's talents that this film will be remembered always; in 'Don't Tell Her...', we at last find a stage upon which Steve Guttenberg's talent may shine, and shine alone.

Guttenberg essays the role of Gus Kubicek, recovering from a recent illness which has forced him to confront the truth of his own mortality. In a touching scene, clearly reminiscent of the closing moments of Nagasa's Ai No Corrida, Kubicek's sister (Shelley Long) pledges to support him in the quest to recover a semblance of his sense of self.

What follows is a poignant and moving account of one man's struggle to pretend to be a biker from New Zealand. Surprising, shocking and at times brutally honest, it is only by virtue of Guttenberg's sheer, uncompromising talent that the film remains as fluid and engaging as it is. He gives a breathtaking performance, the unique subtlety of his acting almost imperceptible as he deftly switches between the persona of the overweight cartoonist and the biker from New Zealand. Unencumbered by having to share the screen with the clumsier talents of Selleck, Danson et al, Guttenburg turns 'Don't Tell Her' into a stunning and exhilarating tour de force, elevating the film to a supern example of highly original post-modern cinema verite.

The Boyfriend School? This movie was originally titled Don't Tell Her It's Me. It was a better title and for the movie better, I don't know why they changed it.

The Boyfriend School has to be my favorite comic novel of all time, followed closely by Kotzwinkle's Midnight Examiner. I was disappointed that the screenplay told the story from Gus's point of view, which removed the element of surprise that made the novel so wonderful. Gretchen got turned into an "Emily," when one of her self-esteem issues had to do with her name.

And what happened to Juanita? I loved Juanita! I can't bear to talk about what was done to the character of Trout. However, the casting of the main characters, Lizzie, Gus, and the newly christened "Emily," was excellent. I'm waiting for a remake from the point of view of Gretchen. The novel is still at the top of my list and lying in permanent repose on my nightstand, with a "loaner" copy available for my friends.

I remember watching this movie when I was a mere slip of a boy. I really enjoyed it, as I recall. Granted, the plot was sort of hard to believe, but I think the storytelling more than made up for it. This is definitely a good movie. It's good to see if you're wanting a pick me up, because you'll walk away just smiling and thinking, "Yes, all is right with the world". It's bad to see if you are lacking a significant other, because you'll walk away with this wistful feeling in your heart, thinking, "I wish that were me". Seriously. In any event, I advise renting it.