For some reason today I found myself pondering the movie The Ref, which I last saw when I was in 5th grade. I was running on a treadmill at the time, so it may have been something about the futility of the situation. This was a film where Dennis Leary breaks into a house to rob it, then ends up taking captive the husband and wife who are going through a rough patch. He ends up reluctantly playing "The Ref" and fixing their marital issues. I went to the movie with my friend and his dad, at the end gave my assessment that the jokes were unfunny and it was a waste of time. It occurred to me today that my friend's dad was twice-divorced at the time so maybe the jokes hit on another level. Though it made me feel really good that he heartily agreed with my assessment. When you lose both of the very different audiences that him and I represented, you know you're dealing with a terrible movie.