As in most of Larry Clark's movies, there is no coherent story, no head or tail, it's all just anecdotical: flashes of young kids skateboarding, morosely hanging out, exchanging wannabe cool remarks, and sooner or later (mostly sooner) have sex. With much effort and good will I could discern some fragments that seemed to hint at a vague side-storyline, a guy in love with a friend who isn't interested, and he's apparently unable to cope with that. After 85 minutes that's it, the end.
This movie gives an extremely cynical view on young people. In Larry Clark's universe these teens are all self-absorbed and narcissistic, money-hungry, totally void of empathy and obsessed with sex. The few adults in the movie by the way are pictured with equal disdain, either hopeless drunks or demented lechers (mostly both).
I suppose Clark has a purpose with this, but if so, I missed it. The lack of a serious narrative, as well as a cast of only unsympathetic characters, make it very hard to get involved or even to get into the tiniest flow with the goings-on. You just sigh and search for the FF-button by every new nude and sex scene. I'm only guessing, but could it be that Clark is essentially a misanthropist by nature? Or just hates teens? If so, his movies do a great job.
