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movie: Reality Bites (1994) directed by Ben Stiller song: The Sundays - Here's Where The Story Ends contact for business estellemccartney@gmail.com my web : https://linktr.ee/estellemccartney Reality Bites is a 1994 American romantic comedy-drama film written by Helen Childress and directed by Ben Stiller in the latter's feature directorial debut. It stars Winona Ryder, Ethan Hawke and Stiller, with supporting roles by Janeane Garofalo and Steve Zahn. The plot follows Lelaina (Ryder), an aspiring videographer working on a documentary called Reality Bites about the disenchanted lives of her friends and roommates. Their challenges exemplify some of the career and lifestyle choices faced by Generation X. The film received mixed reviews from critics, and grossed $40.9 million worldwide against an $11.5 million budget. Critics highlighted the performances of Ryder, Hawke and Garofalo in particular.[5][6] In the years since the initial release of the film, it has achieved cult status and has been singled out as one of the films that captured the zeitgeist of the early 1990s grunge scene among young adults, while also bringing attention to various issues that plagued young Americans at the time. "Here's Where the Story Ends" is a song by English alternative rock band the Sundays, released as the second single from their debut album Reading, Writing and Arithmetic. Although it was the Sundays' biggest hit internationally, topping the U.S. Modern Rock Tracks chart for one week, the track was never released as a single in the group's native United Kingdom due to the collapse of the Rough Trade Records label. Nonetheless, it achieved a No. 36 placing in John Peel's Festive Fifty for 1990 Pitchfork said the song, "had more than one leg stuck in the 1980s, its gentle jangle pop and bookish miserabilism inevitably recalling fellow Rough Trade signees the Smiths. At the same time, [it] has such a titanically strong pop melody—conveying a bittersweet tale of nostalgic longing—that it feels untethered to anything as prosaic as the calendar year." Disclaimer: I own nothing but the editing. The resources used in the video belongs to their respective owners. Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. LYRICS People I know, places I go Make me feel tongue tied But I can see how people look down They're on the inside Here's where the story ends People I see, weary of me Showing my good side I can see how people look down I'm on the outside Here's where the story ends Ooh, here's where the story ends It's that little souvenir of a terrible year Which makes my eyes feel sore Oh, I never should have said the books that you read Were all I loved you for It's that little souvenir of a terrible year Which makes me wonder why It's the memories of your shed that make me turn red Surprise, surprise, surprise Crazy I know, places I go Make me feel so tired And I can see how people look down I'm on the outside Oh, here's where the story ends Ooh, here's where the story ends It's that little souvenir of a terrible year Which makes my eyes feel sore And who ever would've thought the books that you brought Were all I loved you for Oh, the devil in me said, "Go down to the shed" I know where I belong But the only thing I ever really wanted to say Was wrong, was wrong, was wrong It's that little souvenir of a colorful year Which makes me smile inside So I cynically, cynically say the world is that way Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise Here's where the story ends Ooh, here's where the story ends