Boy Roarbison [fka Nag Champion]’s review published on Letterboxd:
Part of No Re-Watch November
An ecstasy-fueled fever dream drenched in neon lights. I know I'm late to the party, but Harmony Korine's most accessible film [which is saying something because this is still a total mindfuck at times] could possibly be his best, as well. As you could have guessed, Selena Gomez is the weakest link, but she's out of the picture halfway through, leaving the other girls [yes, Vanessa Hudgens included] to do a very solid job with the 3rd act. And what else can you say about James Franco? He's a fucking chameleon. There really are times you forget that it's him playing "Alien". His "Look at my shit" monologue [and the subsequent gun-felatio] is tremendous, but still oh-so-Franco.
Many will gripe that this is yet another example of "style over substance", but Korine's style that is on display is intoxicating to look at. It's almost a character in and of itself. It may take a while to get started, and the first third of the film is certainly the lowlight, but once it gets rolling it becomes a juggernaut of social satire gussied up as a boogeyman of epic proportions.
[Shouts to, and I can't believe I am going to say this, Gucci Maine for not doing exactly what I thought he would do. Which was suck. Hard. He's quite serviceable, actually.]