I watched this film with my best friend, hungover on our sofa, after a night out. We began it by squealing at all of the cultural touchstones, from the overexcitement of a shitty hotel room, the gentle girlhood of sharing tops and lipgloss, to the horrifically specific taste of a fishbowl cocktail from a tacky beach bar. As we always do, we talked over the film, telling each other stories of when we have been on holidays like this, reminiscing…
