A lovely, long read by Rebecca Schuman on the 90s:In the nineties, the worst insult you could lob — or get — was to be a sellout. Dominant mass-produced mainstream culture — literally anything, the exact moment it became popular enough to no longer be confined to your friend's basement and maybe a 'zine — deserved to be mocked. If you were lucky enough to like something before it got big, then you found yourself flush with the only currency Gen X accepted.
Re-watching Reality Bites now, I will be the first to admit that it is a story wince-inducingly stuck in its own time — and not just because of the omnipresent cigarettes and three jarring uses of the r-word. That is how a wide-eyed goon-fest like Singles managed to be one of the coolest movies of 1992, despite its leads, Steve and Linda, being two overly earnest dildos. (Remember when young people could be named Steve and Linda?) Putting Alice in Chains, Soundgarden, and Pearl Jam in a movie before any of them became top-40 radio mainstays was so cool, in fact, that the aging coked-out preppies at Crowe's studio, Warner Bros., didn't see the appeal. Accordingly, they shelved Singles for months, and then, when a certain band hit and became way too popular and soooo over, insisted Crowe retitle it Come As You Are. "Finally," Crowe told Rolling Stone on the film's 25th anniversary, "I think their kids were telling them, 'You have Pearl Jam in a movie, and you're not putting the movie out?!?'"