There’s a tendency in fiction based on previously existing properties to take a single attribute of said property and figuratively drive it into the ground. Repeatedly reiterating a fact, exaggerating it beyond recognition, focusing on minutiae until it somehow overcomes the original point and becomes a sort of cartoonish parody of itself. In sitcoms this is called “Flanderization”, referencing Ned Flanders of the Simpsons and the tendency of characters to start well-rounded with a few quirky aspects before, season by season, being wholly overtaken by the quirky aspects. Similarly, details of characters in the Star Wars movies have gradually completely taken over the entire setting, such as Han Solo’s request to “never tell [him] the odds” suddenly mutating into his entire race, the Corellians, being averse to “the odds” and all being risk-taking daredevils. It’s silly, not everyone conforms to the protagonist (or supporting character, as the case may be). Similarly, in my beloved Cthulhu Mythos stories, books have gone from terrifying affirmations of truth that are often dismissed as bogus to literal manifestations of utter evil and despair that somehow drive you mad via reading them. It’s an absurd concept, that knowledge results in immediate insanity. In general, I wish people would look more directly to the source and extrapolate, rather than exaggerate. Turning something as simple as a character trait, a quote, or an object into an over-the-top distillery of itself is childish and ignorant of the desires of the original authors.