Thirtysomethings meet, hook up and break up via canines. Sound like a dog? It does woof pretty loud at first with wooden acting and improbable dialogue. But as McCulloch's romantic web gets tighter and more heartfelt, the film develops a pleasant sincerity. Wilson plays a sappy serial monogamist, newly jilted by Robertson. They agree to joint custody of their pooch, Mr.
Mogley. The next object of Wilson's affection is a butch but babelicious Henstridge and, wouldn't you just know, she too has a temperamental pup. Though Williams and McKinney score the healthy laughs as the eye-contact freak and a dog whisperer, Garofalo is largely wasted as the dutiful girlfriend.