“You complete me.” “You had me at hello.” “Show me the money.” None of us ever need to hear any of these phrases again, and their cultural ubiquity is a huge part of why Cameron Crowe’s 1996 romantic comedy has fallen so far out of public favor. But let’s be fair: it’s not the movie’s fault that they got so overworked (Crowe wasn’t the one making “Secret Garden” remixes with dialogue drops. Was he?). The happily-ever-after ending — and attached catch phrases — make it easy to forget that Crowe’s screenplay created an admirably complicated romantic entanglement, and dealt with it in a markedly less-than-sunny manner that echoes the influence of Crowe’s favorite filmmaker, Billy Wilder. And let’s also remember that the Cruise/Zellweger dynamic was but one element of Crowe’s rich mediation on sports, commitment, parenthood, friendship, and media.