Love is more than blind — it is also deaf, dumb and oblivious.

I came to that conclusion a long time ago, but the movie “He’s Just Not That Into You” recently reinforced my theory.

The movie is based on Greg Behrendt and Liz Tucillo’s best selling book “He’s Just Not That Into You: The No-Excuses Truth to Understanding Guys.” The book and movie attempt to bridge the psychological gender gap in a comical, but realistic way. It explains to women that if a guy isn’t treating you the way he should, it’s probably because he’s just not that into you — period. No excuses. If a guy isn’t calling you —he’s just not that into you. If a guy isn’t marrying you — he’s just not that into you. If a guy is cheating on you — he’s just not that into you. And so on…

This may seem like common knowledge, but clearly it’s not. Both men and women, whom are otherwise intelligent people, often find themselves blinded by love and acting in unintelligent ways. I get this; however, the popularity the book has accumulated never ceases to amaze me. I mean, do you really need someone to tell you that if you’ve called a guy or girl 52 times with no response that he or she is just not that into you? And do you really need to be told that if you’ve been cheated on, your partner is just not that into you?

When I went to see the movie, I thought it was funny, but I got the sense that a large number of people in the predominately female-packed theatre were really there not to be entertained, but to be schooled. This was one of the many times in which I thanked God for having three older brothers to give me a balanced perspective on relationships.

I would be lying if I said I’ve never done something ridiculous in the name of love, but with three older brothers and a few interesting exes, I’ve seen first hand exactly what not to do in a relationship or  breakup.

For example, being a psycho-ex, whether you’re a man or woman, will never win your relationship back. I learned this after one of my brother’s ex-girlfriends thought doing doughnuts with her car on our front lawn was an appropriate attention-getting mechanism. My brother, however —just wasn’t that into her much after that.

Just sayin.’