Girls Gone Gangsta

‘Spring Breakers’

Spring Breakers has attracted a fair amount of buzz, but it’s an uneasy buzz. The initial scenes—with the camera fixed on the boobs and butts of adolescent girls gyrating on Florida beaches, saluting the skies with beer cans, the beer sloshing down over their chins, chests, and bare midriffs—provoke the question: Is this just a big-screen version of Girls Gone Wild? But then writer-director Harmony Korine cuts away to silent, vacated dorm rooms and...

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Richard Alleva has been reviewing movies for Commonweal since 1990.