Critic Reviews

Vera has created a provocative, absorbing drama that reveals the curse of a self-hatred instilled by rigid social mores.

It goes beyond sympathy and authenticity to insight as it examines the plight of a man who loves a man but feels he must love a woman.

The gay sex in Second Skin is vividly displayed and erotically charged, while the heterosexual material is presented discreetly.

Starts out slow but ends up engaging both heart and mind, despite occasional slips into straight melodrama.

So sudsy it should have been rinsed off before being allowed into theaters.

Vera's technical prowess ends up selling his film short; he smoothes over hard truths even as he uncovers them.

The movie is quiet, modest and sympathetic almost to a fault; its scenes of emotional discord, accompanied by a swooning, sniffling score, seem best suited to cable television. It's like a Lifetime movie about men.

Lukewarm melodrama disappoints.

Despite some strong performances, never rises above the level of a telanovela.

After two hours of Vera's pretty but wet-blanket direction, it's too late to ignite any fireworks, even in the hands of such capable actors.