You know, while it has been on my mind for a while, I've now consciously realized that I find the vast majority of books and stories to be dumb. Well, any of them that aim to be serious and realistic, anyway. Mind you, I'm only referring to the characters. Time and time again I wonder why a character doesn't think this, or doesn't think that, or doesn't seem to think at all. They seem more like a means to an end than a real factor in the development. A tool... A cold, mindless tool.
Being that I tend to read stories with at least some sort of TG (when I actually do read something), I'll use a common situation found in them, as my example. Well, you know how it goes... The character changes in some radical way, and people look at them differently. They could be the kindest person that the character knew, a person of a faith, a best friend, or even a parent that, before the change, they had been tight with. And then, suddenly, this character is a monster to them, when in fact the monster has come out of these worthless characters, in both portrayal and role in the plot. And then the character usually finds comfort in one (sometimes more) other tool, either known or new to them. This tool is the opposite of the other tools (the monsters), who happen to be in just the right place and just the right time for where the author intends the story to go.
If that's not bad enough, it's so common. It's as if the characters around the character changed all have issues with it, which isn't very realistic. Or is it just a reflection of how the world is? I'd hate to think so. I can understand characters putting in effort to manage with the changed character while they try to get accustomed to it themselves (unless they had a technical death, aka a significant change to a personality), but all of them driving this character away, toward something, or pushing the character in a manner that would demonstrate something else about the change they had undergone, such a super power? I mean, come on...
I know there are intolerant people out there, with or without irrational fears/insecurities based on intangible ideas that could never effect them unless they allowed them to. Still, the level and amount of single-dimension characters (as far as I call them based on my own perceptions) is outrageous... In part, I'm sure that's a good chunk of the reason why I don't read much, other than the fact that most of everything has been done to death and reading one is like reading another, for me. Not even a story with faeries will impress me because it'll likely be filled with the same old.
I guess I'm just unlucky like this.