You omit Sisko, who is basically Kirk with more religious overtones but minus the commitment issues and gay subtext, and Janeway, who is Kirk without morals.
The end of Rope, where Jimmy Stewart, after confronting the bad guys, says something like “well, now you’re both going to DIE!” and fires a couple of shots out the apartment window in NYC.
The implication being that <a> gunshots will immediately have people rallying to send the police straight to that location, and they will be there in minutes, and that <b> the death penalty and nothing else awaits them.
Especially curious as Rope was based on the case of Leopold and Loeb, who (with Clarence Darrow’s help) dodged the noose.
Do people get knocked unconscious any more? I mean to put them out of action for a few minutes, but they’re good as new as soon as they wake up.
I know you never see anyone getting amnesia due to a blow to the head.
Also, sitcoms have given up on the “we’re not really legally married!” plot.
On NCIS a few years back, Gibbs had a variety of amnesia after a head injury (and coma); he didn’t recall anything that had happened after his Gulf War tour. However, it was implicit in the story (and maybe stated outright) that his mind had seized the opportunity to forget about his wife and child’s death.
Yeah, but it is an Achievement in Red Dead Redemption!
That one always made me snicker. “The women are loose, the women are loose! Run for your lives!”
I recall the Denzel Washington movie “Devil in a Blue Dress” where the white female star is being grilled pretty intently for why she’s not giving up info on some local black thug. She (Irene Cara?), being at the breaking point, dramatically shouts “He’s my BROTHER!” It was quite a yawner even then (1995). Good movie, tho.
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There was also the tragic mulatto stereotype (from Donald Bogle’s classic history of Blacks in cinema, Toms, Coons, Mulattos, Mammies, and Bucks): A Black man or woman (usually woman) passing as black who ends up in tragedy because she is caught between the two worlds.
It was used a few years ago in The Human Stain, but not in the classic way.
Mammies are also unusual these days, being replaced with the Wise Old Black Woman.
Toms, Coons, and Bucks are still around, though changed considerably.
I always think of a scene in High Risk (1981). Four schlubs go to South America to steal $5 million from a drug lord. They’re trying to sneak into the compound and whack one of the guards on the head – who starts yelling ‘OWWWWWW!!!’
And nobody ever says “Get thee to a nunnery!”
And lesbians don’t hang themselves anymore, like in The Children’s Hour.
And people don’t slap someone’s face, to stop them from being emotional.
Or for that matter, slap someone’s face with a pair of gloves, challenging them to a dual.
And a big fade-out instead of people having sex.
I’d like to bring that one back if we can. 
With butterfly nets!
Also, crazy people no longer think they’re Napoleon.
Slate recently did an article about one cliche that seems to have lost currency: quicksand.
The broad conclusion is that perhaps we just don’t need that metaphor to project the anxieties of our own era.
“Snap out of it!”
I take issue with Janeway. It’s not that she’s without morals; she has a strong moral code, it’s just that it’s compatible with her society, the organization she has a career in, or sentient life in general. In her own head, it works mostly fine and without mostly contradiction.
What’s that you say? Who here is NOT Napoleon? ** I **certainly am!
I like to think The Producers killed this one. In this scene, Gene Wilder gets hysterical and Zero Mostel throws water on him (which was the other way they used to deal with this situation in old movies). Wilder pauses for a minute and then starts yelling “I’m wet! I’m wet! I’m hysterical and I’m wet!” So Mostel slaps him. Then there’s another pause, and he says “I’m in pain! And I’m wet! AND I’M STILL HYSTERICAL!”
Also gone: a character picking up the phone and ordering the operator to connect them to someone. Even with services like 411, it’s just not the same.
Characters don’t just have fits anymore. They get angry and such, but they don’t have a fit in the old-fashioned sense of having a brief seizure where they’re not in control of their actions and then don’t remember what they’ve done when it’s over. You see this kind of thing in vaudeville routines like “Niagara Falls.”
“Well, it’ll mean six weeks in Reno…”