Gus is a fat cartoonist that recently won a battle against cancer, but due to the aggressive radiotherapy, it has left him Bald, pale, and slightly redundant.
Therefore, his caring sister tries to set him up with suitable woman. But to do so, she must turn him into an irresistible man.
When he falls in love with Emily, Gus takes the identity of a mysterious biker from New Zealand..........
Whatever you may call the film, The Boyfriend School, Mullet on bike, awkward family meal, it's still a poor comedy which only serves to explain why Guttenberg and Gertz have resorted to TV movies of the week, and special guest appearances on shows that have now been cancelled.
So Gus feels sorry for himself, the makers feel that it would be hilarious to mock someone who has just endured some of the most painful treatment to one of the most hateful diseases ever known to man, by him having his comedy wig slip every now and again.
When the writers realise they have milked the wig joke, they transform Guttenberg into Billy Ray Cyrus, and so goes the hidden identity trope that graced many a comedy in the nineties.
There isn't one redeeming factor about this movie. The performance are stilted, situations that should have been slightly amusing fall flat on their face, Long has never looked so desperate in to film before.
And it's clear to see where Van Damme got his look from for Hard Target.
Advice to guys who's girlfriends love romantic comedies?
Don't tell her it exists.......
Therefore, his caring sister tries to set him up with suitable woman. But to do so, she must turn him into an irresistible man.
When he falls in love with Emily, Gus takes the identity of a mysterious biker from New Zealand..........
Whatever you may call the film, The Boyfriend School, Mullet on bike, awkward family meal, it's still a poor comedy which only serves to explain why Guttenberg and Gertz have resorted to TV movies of the week, and special guest appearances on shows that have now been cancelled.
So Gus feels sorry for himself, the makers feel that it would be hilarious to mock someone who has just endured some of the most painful treatment to one of the most hateful diseases ever known to man, by him having his comedy wig slip every now and again.
When the writers realise they have milked the wig joke, they transform Guttenberg into Billy Ray Cyrus, and so goes the hidden identity trope that graced many a comedy in the nineties.
There isn't one redeeming factor about this movie. The performance are stilted, situations that should have been slightly amusing fall flat on their face, Long has never looked so desperate in to film before.
And it's clear to see where Van Damme got his look from for Hard Target.
Advice to guys who's girlfriends love romantic comedies?
Don't tell her it exists.......