I mean, hell, Star Wars came out forty-four years ago and I'm
still nitpicking the story holes and filmmaking goofs I noticed in it as a kid. As humans, we tend to do that with the things we love the most. Heck, that's how the entire practice of Kabbalah began -- looking for deeper meaning, or answering problematic questions like "Where did Cain's wife come from". Star Trek fans have been doing it for even longer. One of the first questions Franz Joseph Schnaubelt asked when his daughter and her friends watching the show in reruns every week made him start paying attention was, "Where do they go to the bathroom on that ship?"
Maybe if people
had stood up and grilled the storytellers around the ancient Mediterranean, ancient Greek myth wouldn't be the mess it is.
I mean... What? Hephaestus, son of Zeus, was appointed the guardian of the infant Zeus... who was his father.
Maybe if Homer hadn't surrounded himself with a bunch of yes-men who wouldn't tell him no when he needed to hear it, the Prequels wouldn't be so bad.