I’ve never been big on Spring Break. In the younger years, while it was cool to be off for a week from school, that was usually the time my parentals took to get on me about extensive house cleaning and in the older years it was a time where friends nagged me to chip in on hotel/alcohol/gas fees to hit up some beach and party with a bunch of randoms. I took on my first full time job by 17 and quickly got addicted to the feeling of making my own money so I always skipped out on joining in the Spring Break festivities. Until this day I have never been on Spring Break vacation.
Now that I am out of school, I wouldn’t dare participate in it now. To each is own, but the thought of a grown ass person with no current college credits to their name going out to party with a bunch of college kids is creepy and desperate to me. You think you’re out there in your bikini, getting it in looking like this:
And feeling like this the next day while all of your spring chicken friends are up and out early to party another round.
So when the news of the film Spring Breakers first came out, I had no interest in it….until I saw the trailer.
That’s when I realized in spirit, it was time to go on Spring Break. There’s only so long you can resist girls with guns, dance tracks, Britney Spears’ singalongs and James
I Wanna Have Your Mulatto Babies Franco.
The film features an all around cast of familiar faces and is written/directed by Harmony Korine, who also wrote Kids—which if you haven’t seen it–stop reading and go get it. Well actually finish reading, then go get it.
With such a phenomenal film under the belt (as well as others) and a decent crew of actors on deck–Spring Breakers has got to be worth watching, right?