The image is based on Joe Rosenthal’s iconic photograph “The Raising of the Flag on Iwo Jima,” but to me, the image is stronger, more personally resonant. Four cool dudes struggle to plant a flag, not in the blood-soaked soil of Mount Suribachi, but in the hip of a giant, bikini-clad co-ed. The place? Not a Pacific isle, but equally sunny Fort Lauderdale, Florida. The time? Spring Break!

The cover of Spring Break’s VHS box haunted and allured me as a kid browsing the racks of Video Blasters and Video Hits (or whatever those old pre-Blockbuster rental places were called). This month, Anchor Bay is re-issuing a few of those ’80s sex comedies that were such catnip to me as a horny young man. Spring Break and the Hardbodies collection both feature cover art that will be familiar to you if you were young and dumb in that decade, as well as recommendations from Internet nudity database Mr. Skin. The movies themselves? Well, in this weird era where kids can be watching Sasha Grey after five seconds with Google but actual teen comedies almost never show nudity, they come across as truly anachronistic and gleefully dumb.

The difference between Spring Break and the current state of guy-oriented comedies couldn’t be starker than you find by comparing them to I Love You, Man, also now on DVD. Though Judd Apatow had no part in its making, it’s got a bro-ified, best-buds talking-trash vibe that’s definitely Apatovian. Paul Rudd plays a swell guy newly engaged to real estate agent Rashida Jones; when he realizes he’s never really had guy friends, he seeks out a best bud and finds a hetero male life partner in laid-back, Rush-loving Jason Segel.

This is a thoroughly sweet and enjoyable bro-down, ranking with the best of the Apatow canon (and, at one hour and 45 minutes much more manageable as a comedy than the overlong Funny People—even Knocked Up clocked over two hours). A great rental.