Quentin Tarantino is what happens when you bio-engineer a guy to direct movies and do literally nothing else. He can recite every line from obscure 1970s Hong Kong action films, but if you put him in a room with a unopened can of beans and a can opener he will starve to death in 20 minutes.

The same thing also noticeably happened in the 80s with the sex negative, anti-porn segment of second wave radical feminists and the Religious Right.

15 years later: "Nancy, this is a very punk meal (Non-pejorative)"

Rapdily mashing the A Button so Jim goes "Groo-groo-gr-groov-groo-groo-GROOVY!"

And keep in mind this isn't me separating the scene by country - There was a lot of twee British bullshit on the American side and vice versa, it's just the sensibilities of the twee stuff are so heavily tied up in English kitsch I can't think of a better way to describe it...