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I was usually greyed on Kinja comments before, but haven’t been since this started, so I guess my copious AV Club history has vetted me. I guess that’s a net positive for me. I still loathe this.

And to no longer be able to see the identities of our upvoters, making everything largely anonymous and watering down the site’s sense of community.

Farr’s great for stories, but for me the highlight was learning that he apparently still has his “Battle” trophy on display.

It’s interesting, given how much I thought this change would suck, that it’s managed to find ways to suck that I hadn’t even considered before.

Great, another thing I can’t figure out how to do!

Yeah, that got out-of-hand pretty quickly even in the old system, and this already sucks even worse than I expected.

I really don’t think the illustration on the warning sign is helpful. To the thrill-seeking mentality that they’re presumably trying to discourage, that sign likely looks like a lot of fun.

The waitresses at our local diner figured out their machine years ago, and would keep count as patrons would play it, swooping in when someone left it ready to “hit”. I believe they’d also come to the rescue when some little kid would start obsessing over a prize, either winning it for them or giving them a

I found the swordfighting especially egregious in Gladiator and 300, in that the Roman and Greek styles of warfare were more-or-less defined by fighting in disciplined fashion from behind walls of overlapping shields, with stabbing swords and spears, respectively, and both films ignored that utterly in favor of wild,

That “limited view” is the thing I find most annoying about most first person shooters and fighter plane simulations — I guess it’s justified in something like Halo where you’re supposed to be heavily armored, but it’s frustrating to me to be so tunnel-visioned in a combat environment.

I definitely agree on the “good idea”. Germany’s resource deficiencies forced them to utilize everything they could. Obsolete tanks were almost always recycled into tank destroyers or self-propelled artillery or the like. Porsche made a mistake in producing the hulls in the first place, but definitely made lemonade

I've long been aware of and enraged by some drivers' "pass hesitation" — their habit of moving into the left lane and then either decelerating or just hanging out there instead of passing. It's especially common when passing trucks. I suppose it's rooted in some drivers' overwhelming fear of them, though I would think

I don't know. His shirt looked relatively clean and mended by the epilogue. I think they're committed to his costume, much as I'd like to see that montage, and what sort of "new look" he'd come up with.

George Clooney? An Irishman?

I certainly think that you can only justifiably call out the "black guy is first to die" trope when he's the only (or nearly so) black guy in the cast. The same goes for "Magic Negro". In a cast with this mix, these things just become statistically likely.

That inability of the protagonist to fulfill familial obligations because only he can defend the world from the present threat is a pretty standard cop/action movie trope, and the idea that he really was neglectful before the current problem came up and keeps him from mending his ways is likewise a pretty standard

Keeping in mind Tolkien's disdain for the Nazis, it's clear that whatever stereotypes he may have associated with the Jews, those beliefs did not directly translate into "hate" or general belief in their inferiority. I recently read Ivanhoe, which evidences the same sort of insensitive, but not really malicious,

There's a trope on display here of which I've become increasingly aware and always struggle to describe concisely — Where certain negative qualities become stereotypically associated with a group, but then become so identified as "code" for the negative stereotypes that it becomes difficult to refer to those qualities

Or simply that she was a wounded bystander of some crime, and that Irving threw himself obsessively into trying to bring the shooter to justice instead of being there for his family. We're deeply in action movie cliche territory here.

I stand corrected. I am the shame of the '80s.