I've always loved the writing at the New Yorker. Even if you don't, though, I think this topic will resonate with you as a GB fan.
Today, I was browsing the website and I read an article about why food critics you know and trust - not Yelp or Michelin stars - are the most reliable source of information on where to eat. This is what the author said:
"I don’t always agree with the restaurant critics in the Times or elsewhere, but I trust them—in the way that I trust certain critics of film, television, art, or literature—not to predict what I or anyone else will like (how could they possibly know?) but to entertain me; to provide carefully researched historical and cultural context; to make me think. I trust them to write so thoughtfully and distinctively that I don’t have to wonder if they’re biased; rather, I know that they are, and, over time, can learn their biases and balance my own judgments against them. The relationship between critic and reader is exactly that: a relationship, between two people. You can’t have a relationship with stars."
This is precisely the appeal of Giant Bomb and other "personality-driven" websites, I think. Just as I've grown to know the bomb crew's taste in games over time - mostly their "thoughtful and distinctive" (perhaps stretching a bit, but I love dumb shit, as they'd say) writing and videos - I now know how to measure up "their biases and balance my own judgements against them." What a perfect summary of my feelings!
You can't have a relationship with stars, people.