Don't Tell Her It's Me

To win the woman of his dreams, Gus allows his romance author sister to make him into a perfect hero...everything he's not.

Gus Kubicek (Guttenberg) is a pasty, pudgy, insecure, housebound cartoonist (who looks remarkably like a middle-aged Charlie Brown) recovering from Hodgkins disease. His sister, Lizzie Potts (Long), is a bubbly, meddling, brainy, romance author known to her fans as Viveca Lamoureaux. When Lizzie meets a beautiful, albeit condescending, reporter at a romance writing conference she doesn't see a chance for press coverage, she see's an opportunity to play matchmaker for Gus.

Emily Pear (Gertz) didn't want to write about a kooky romance author anymore than she wanted to be set up with the author's brother at a very unappetizing dinner. Besides, she already has a boyfriend. Granted he's not the best, but he's all she's got. He's also her boss and the one who told her to write the story about Lizzie.

Poor Gus, he falls instantly in love with Emily and she won't look twice at him. (Of course, that may have something to do with his awful toupee.) Still, he's desperate to do anything to win her over, even give into his sister's crazy plan to make him into a romantic hero like the ones she writes about. A couple months to grow some hair, some weight training, a few language lessons, some advice on women, a new wardrobe and Gus becomes...Lobo, a mysterious bad boy from New Zealand who makes Emily drool. It's everything Gus wanted, or is it? He can't keep telling people DON'T TELL HER IT'S ME. He can't keep up the charade, let alone the accent! But if he doesn't, and she learns the truth, will he lose her?

I love this movie! It has a fun premise, some great humor, and an outstanding cast. As a romance author I especially enjoyed the bring-a-fantasy-to-life idea, not to mention Shelley's over- the-top role as historical author, Viveca Lamoureaux (What a name!). From the Romance Writer's of America (A real organization, I'm a member) banner at the conference, to the jibes poking at the genre, I took great delight in the film from an insider's point-of-view. I also cracked up at the gross misconceptions. I mean, what's up with all the pink at the conference? And where's the naked men when I go? On top of that, my biggest question throughout was, "What on earth must her husband do for them to own a mansion that size?" (Few romance authors are ever that rich. May I one day be one of them.)

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