I went to pay my last respects to my aunt, who has cancer.

The skeletons in this sport’s hitherto unsuspicious closet belong to upward of a dozen top-notch show jumpers, all insured for $50,000 to $250,000, all killed by a hitman-for-hire in an insurance-fraud scheme perpetrated by some of the most sterling names in the business.

When Wade first crosses paths with Art3mis (Olivia Cooke), the ass-kicking fellow “gunter” (or egg hunter) with whom he becomes infatuated, the pair’s meet cute is predicated on the swapping of favorite pop-culture quotes.

I should have remembered that these people have long memories for blood-feuds, and have been more upon my guard.