It's fitting that the star of Richard Dresser's Below the Belt is an actor best known for sitcoms, because the play feels like a 90-minute-long one: There's plenty of one-liners, the characters are all archetypes, and the plot is all about lies, because a story about lies ensures that you can end up exactly where you started and that's exactly how sitcoms like to roll. That's not to say the play's bad—it's actually really funny—but it's not exactly the biting satire it's made out to be. Like so many contemporary plays, confronted with several possible directions to take a scenario, Dresser instead wussies out and aims straight for middle-brow sentimentality, leaving you with a funny but toothless take on the trials and tribulations of corporate peons. more ›