Nothing (and I'm including "SPRING BREAK AT SEX TIMES HIGH" 80s jiggle-fests) has aged as badly as the Fukuyama End-Of-History late-90s ennui flicks/shows. AMERICAN BEAUTY's tale of a dad with a home, job, wife and kids but being a little sad sometimes rings way too hollow in our current nightmare
The "nobody had emotions in the 90s because things were easy" argument is facile.
Yes, a movie made about "modern life" in the 1990s seems about as relevant now as, say, The Graduate did by 1995. Find a better critique. There are *plenty* to be made about that mediocre-ass film.