Jesus what a tired pile of tropes. If Hughes was trying to make me feel like I should care about whether Kevin Bacon's soul or marriage was at stake, or that I should delight at how his struggles with family and suburban life are depicted as visual metaphors, it appears to be a failure. Like, when the father-in-law tells him he's never going to make money writing a novel, Bacon envisions throwing manuscript pages one by one into a trash…