Largely pedestrian take on the rondo of romance, Seattle contempo style, “Dominoes” adds nothing to dating discussion, but does gets off a few good one-liners. Perfs are uneven, adding up to sense of a vid-shot calling-card item.
Various losers, loners and would-be lovers line up to get their lumps in the rain-soaked Northwest, and there’s not much to root for among them. The women, not lookers or personality queens, are mostly brash hussies who screw rude dudes and then get disappointed when the guys don’t stick around, while the aging Peter Pans philosophize about chickdom over ciggies and beer. Standout is Laura Malone as glam lesbian back from a try at acting in L.A. (“I met enough publicists to spoil the mystique.”) And Lowell Deo adds needed humor as a smooth yoga instructor who takes it upon himself to sexually liberate his female students. Far less compelling is a subplot about a man (Joe Giannunzio) who dithers about quitting jos job for a return to life as a jazz musician — although scripter-helmer Cole Drumb doesn’t even deem it worth showing him with trumpet in hand. Elsewhere, the pic blows.