Just once, I’d like to read a book wherein the male and female protagonists politely loathe one another in the first chapter and the last and in every chapter in between.
I disagree with that one a bit. Humanizing the big bad guy is far worse. Sometimes you need a villain that is just plain evil. The Lord of the Rings would suck if Sauron wasn’t the embodiment of pure evil.
Those types of stories, if done well, work. It allows the reader, or audience, to focus on what the heroes have to overcome.
The magic-in-the-real-world stories where the various gods and spirits of myth are real, but it just happens that the Christian god is the One True God, Supreme Being & creator of the universe, while the other gods re just powerful supernaturals.
On a related note, the stories where various gods & prophets are or could have been aliens, psychics, wizards, time travelers or whatever posing as or mistaken as gods - except Jesus or the Christian God. They are the real thing, or were too noble/moral/whatever to have been fakes. Stargate SG1 being a recent example of this. This is mostly a visual media problem I’ve noticed; I’ve seen various written works where it turned out that God or Jesus was an alien or such.
- a bajillion. Fuck vampires, fuck zombies and fuck everyone who creates demand for that idiotic shite
OI ! Zombies did not use to be idiotic shite ! I’ll have you know there was a time zombie flick directors were making a point about consumerist society. You had to squint even then, but it was there !
Rosebud the sled is recent? 
OK; I don’t mind the earlier stuff, I just hate the later bandwagon, lowest common denominator pabulum being gobbled up by airheaded slime molds and the fact that all markets are driven by same. Call me an elitist fuckhead; on this matter, I wear that label proudly.
This in spades.
I have several pet peeves:
- I’m writing a thriller, but you know it’s serious and literary because hey, there’s pedophilia in it. Jesus, people. This doesn’t make you literary and serious, it makes you icky. Some people handle it appropriately, but most of the time, it’s cheap and rotten.
- See above, but with other sex crimes. It’s the lazy mystery writer’s way to creep people out.
- Children’s book authors don’t do pedophilia. Instead they have the best friend, or the dog, die, thereby showing how literary and Full Of Value they are. Vomit.
- The travails of rich Brits. If said rich Brits are fighting demons, okay, I’m interested. But if they’re agonizing over their relationship with their estranged father in law, I hate them all.
- Wes Anderson has taught me to extend this last one to the travails of self-absorbed upper-class dweebs in general. Your life doesn’t have meaning? Then I don’t want to watch a movie about you!
Hijack: The Case of the Toxic Spell Dump by Harry Turtledove, turns this upside down. All deities that have ever been worshiped are real and more or less on an equal footing. Magic is real and replaces many of our technologies with a magical equivalent.
“Puzzle movies” - there was a tragedy, nobody knows what happened, the cops have a witness who can’t or won’t talk, they run through 50 different scenarios of what MAYBE happened, then at the very end there’s a flashback that shows what REALLY happened. Blah blah blah… film school crap.
Also, movies that are essentially memoirs of the screenwriter and his buddies running around town in the good old days. I think every major city in the US and Europe has dozens of these movies made as tributes. Again, mostly worthless for an audience with no personal connection to those people.
White people fucking up or taking advantage of everybody’s obviously superior misunderstood culture.
Sure there has been plenty of history but beating that drum endlessly gets tiresome.
Aliens don’t always escape whitey’s wrath either. Avatar is the latest example.
The son or daughter who has left a dysfunctional family and gone on to make a better life is called ‘home’ when parent has one foot in grave. Much heavy dialogue, weeping, forgiveness as dysfunctional parent kicks off, and son or daughter is a better person for having learned important life lesson. “Your crazy, mean, squalid old dad is in the hospital. You have to come home, Bob, to handle affairs/reach forgiveness/take over the family farm or business.”
The scenario where women have created an all-female or nearly so society after men have most or all died off or the women went off and created their own male-free society, and the resulting female run society is nicer, kinder, more enlightened, more environmentally enlightened, and in general better in all ways than a society with those evil filthy men running around. And the related trope with all-male societies that are hyperwarlike, tyrannical and randomly destructive. And the other related trope where the men are all gone because some faction of women killed them off, and the female population in general doesn’t care or actively approves of it.
Shows where the tough women (“Vasquez Always Dies”) and the sexually active women die first; or worse, exclusively.
I have that book actually; it’s pretty good.
Oh. And The Troublesome Little Sister. Let’s not forget the Troublesome Little Sister. The older sister (usually) gets custody of younger sister after parents die in tragic car crash. Little sister acts out, butts in, drinks all the liquor, smuggles in boyfriends, royally messes up her sibling’s romantic life, makes trouble in school, needs supervision, is staggering through life with a bucket over her head, adrift - and most importantly: gets kidnapped by The Villain or otherwise needs a dramatic rescue. Because FAMILY is all that matters.
Planet Earth! 1974 TV movie, I think, starring John Saxon and Diana Muldaur! All the men were slaves of the women and they were called “Dinks”. “Bow to me, Dink!” “Where is my Dink?” “Dink, dink, dink!” OMG, we watched that on TV back in the day and were literally rolling on the floor laughing!!! 
People behaving in ways directly contrary to all logic and reason, not to mention survival instinct, for no reason other than to drive the plot forward, like in the aforementioned Jurassic Park sequels (“I’m taking this baby T-Rex back to our camp to fix it’s leg!”), or basically the entirety of Cloverfield (“I’ve got to rescue my not-girlfriend, who happens to live on the other side of that gigantic monster and all of its no-so-little spider-parasite thingies!” “I’m coming with you!” “Let’s all go!” “Dark subway tunnel? I’m in!” “Let’s all go!”).
Do you read a lot of lesbian utopian fiction?
Anything childbirth or labor related. Actually, I don’t really need to see anyone under ten.
That would be extreme feminist “utopian”*, not lesbian**; and not a lot. But I’ve come across the occasional sci-fi short story and leafed though some in the library. It kind of sticks in my head when I read some short story collection that just casually throws in a story where men are all rounded up and killed in order to end violence (killing men isn’t violence, you see; it’s only violence when men kill someone). I don’t think I’ve ever read a story when exterminating all of womenkind is portrayed as a good thing.
- “Kill all men” isn’t very utopian in my view
** Hating men is not the same as being attracted to women