Directed by Harmony Korine (2012).

Start your Carnival bender right with former Disney stars spending every waking moment on the verge of bursting out of their bikinis as they gyrate their way through a week of drinking, snorting, sniffing, tonguing, robbing, laughing, and sometimes crying. A candy-colored fever nightmare, a twisted look at the modern American dream, Spring Breakers challenges us to think about the hedonistic hell of materialism that we love to hate to love to hate to love. As bleak as a Girls Gone Wild VHS, and as aggressively provocative as a Godard film. It’s all summed up in the film’s oft-repeated mantra: Spring Break forever, bitches.