Four male college students -- uptight Nelson (a solid and appealing performance by David Knell), his more laid-back pal Adam (affable Perry Lang), smooth dude Stu (hunky Paul Land), and rowdy O.T. (a marvelously raucous portrayal by Steve Bassett) -- go to Fort Lauderdale, Florida during spring break so they let it all hang out and party hearty. Director Sean S. Cunningham, working from a blithely inane and immaterial script by David Smilow, perfectly nails the pervasive sense of carefree joy and abandon that's the very easygoing essence of spring break: we've got a gnarly-rockin' soundtrack, a plethora of beautiful babes in skimpy bikinis, a bellyflop diving competition, both wet t-shirt and He-shirt contests (meaning there's yummy eye candy for guys and gals alike), mass consumption of beer, some romance, and a pleasing amount of delicious bare female skin all served up hot and lively in a gloriously vibrant and unapologetic celebration of pure mindless hedonism. Moreover, the main characters are quite likable and this film is less raunchy and more good-natured than most of its ilk. The cast have a field day with the cheerfully silly material: Knell, Lang, Land, and Bassett make for engaging leads, radiant and ravishing former "Penthouse" Pet of the Year Corinne Alphen positively lights up the screen as fiery rock singer Joan, Jayne Modean is a sweet treat as endearing cutie Susie, plus there are nifty contributions by Daniel Faraldo as hip motel clerk Eesh, Richard B. Schull as smarmy jerk Eddie, Jessica James as cool motel owner Geri, and Donald Symington as Nelson's stern, corrupt killjoy politician dad Ernest Dalby. The adorable Sheila Kennedy has a regrettably minor role as the spunky Carla, but at least she goes topless during the wet t-shirt contest. Steven Poster's bright cinematography offers lots of picturesque shots of the sunny seaside Florida locations. Harry Manfredini's funky-boppin' score hits the groovy spot. Sure, this film is complete dopey fluff, but it's got a snappy pace and giddy quality to it which in turn makes it a total delightfully brainless blast from the dynamic 80's past.