Under My Skin
Time Out says
Under My Skin: In brief
Kerry Butler and Matt Walton play New Yorkers—a single mom and a swinging bachelor—who switch bodies in a new comedy by veteran sitcom writers Robert Sternin and Prudence Fraser. Kirsten Sanderson directs.
Under My Skin: Theater review by Raven Snook
If the words body-switch comedy don’t make your heart sink, discovering that the married playwrights behind Under My Skin are best known for their work on Who’s the Boss? and The Nanny might. The piece plays like a rejected ’80s-sitcom pilot, with references to Obamacare and selfies cut-and-pasted in.
Melody (Kerry Butler, talent fully wasted) is a Staten Island working girl stuck in a dead-end job at a health-insurance company with a 9 to 5–style sexist, egotistical, bottom-line boss (Matt Walton). After both die (temporarily!) in an elevator crash, a bumbling angel (Dierdre Friel, getting laughs through sheer force of will) returns their spirits to the wrong bodies. Gender and class clichés are painfully rolled out, Walton appears in unflattering drag (so you don’t forget who’s who), and pat lessons are learned by all—including (let’s hope) the authors, who should have left this dusty material in an attic.—Theater review by Raven Snook
THE BOTTOM LINE The war of the sexes is utterly lost in this turkey.