Spring Breakers is essentially a teen exploitation film and has very little of the hyperrealism of his 90s cult classic, Kids.  It is quite the opposite; the Tumbler-style image montage of a film appears to be a meditation on the vacuous and the deeply problematic areas of American culture, namely drugs, young girls, white rappers, and group sex.  But the commentary on “aesthetics” as an indication of ideals unsaid is profoundly pertinent to girlhood in this country.  The soundtrack, consisting of two Britney Spears songs at a time when her 5150 and subsequent conservatorship was embedded in culture, draws an unmistakable image of the freedom-seeking at the core of every neon bikini and ‘down to f**k’ branded pair of sweatpants worn in this film.