"Spring Breakers" was shown in my local cinema as part of the monthly Cinema
Futuro series, which highlights films that the organisers consider to be the
future of cinema. When it began three years ago the emphasis was on films
directed by women, but this is no longer the case. When the film was announced
the posters called it a cult film, which surprised me, because I had
bad memories of the film. I wanted to be in the cinema today, but I was unable
to go due to family issues, so I watched it at home instead.
Today I made an effort to enjoy the film, I really did, but within the first
half hour I felt like turning it off. It's such a superficial film, about four
girls who go on spring break – that's an American thing – after
robbing a diner to get the money. It's the best time of their lives, they
repeatedly claim in voiceover, until they're arrested at a party with
excessive drug use. They're bailed out by a local drug dealer who gives them
guns and uses them to get revenge on his rival.
Anyone who knows anything about me and my tastes will immediately know why I
don't like things like this. In my youth I avoided drug use, with the
exception of a few weeks experimenting with LSD when I was 20. The women in
the film are objectified as weak eye candy, with the exception of a sudden,
unexpected transition in the final scene. There's no character arc, unless you
can call the sudden jump from one extreme to the other an arc.
I've read article after article praising the film. I seem to be in the
minority. The only reason I have for granting it half a star above my rock
bottom rating is the eye candy. I like beautiful girls. The film has nothing
else in its favour. It's trash, and I don't say that in a good way. Today's
the second time I've watched it, and there will never be a third time.
Success Rate: + 4.4
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