Harmony Korine's gonzo beach-party drama may be short of logic, characterisation, and anything coherent to say, but it's still fascinating – and not just because its four starlets spend the entire film wearing dayglo bikinis.
It's essentially one long dream sequence: the sleaziest of exploitation movies edited into a psychedelic montage. James Franco is good value, and almost unrecognisable, as a metal-mouthed gangsta.
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