I think one of the markers of maturity is to look at a piece of art or pop culture and say, “Well, this isn’t my thing, but that’s OK.”
But of course that’s a lot quieter than complaining about kids these days and their awful TV shows/music/whatever, and how it’s nowhere near as good as the equivalent when *I* was that age (that I’m remembering through rose colored glasses, and of course that *shaped* my tastes), now that stuff was the pinnacle of TV/movies/sci-fi novels/etc. and everything out now is trash.
So guess which viewpoint gets noticed.