Dominick and Eugene drips with pathos. Tears are required by the end of the first reel. They got yawns instead from me.

Dominick and Eugene is every bit as icky as its premise would suggest, and possibly even more so. The film is a heavy, clanging guilt machine that functions by systematically exploiting Nicky's handicap.

The film's shameless efforts to reach for the jugular mainly land in bathos.

...a lackadaisical yet mostly compelling drama...