More Crap from Blake Edwards

Skin Deep comes from the same manure pile as any number of self involved, self conscious, embarrassing, and unfunny Blake Edwards 'comedies.' As with '10' Skin Deep invokes the bartender as a transparent device to tell the story. Look how many times Ritter stumbles into a room or a setting and 'discovers' something: ex's wedding; the dyke aerobics class; the costume ball not a costume ball. It is all very repetitive and a complete bore. None of it is funny or even very interesting: a story about a drunk womanizer, who allegedly is a great writer. Whether Skin Deep, Switch, That's Life (with its racist patronization of blacks-in-the-person-of-the-houseman), SOB, Mickey & Maude, treat these rotten eggs like a case of salmonella poisoning.