This is the part where you project the "tenets of science fiction and fantasy writing" (as if they were written on stone tablets) that
you enjoy on to everyone else and insist that we have to enjoy them in the same way you do. I'm willing to suspend what I consider to be moderate amounts of disbelief if it means I can better enjoy the art as a whole.
I mean, imagine being the kind of person who still bitches about the "internal inconsistencies" of the Mass Effect ending in such a way that you can't even appreciate beauty of it, the music, the visuals, or the loss of characters you'd come to know for the better part of a decade of story arc: