I’ve never seen a bad French film. Until this. The script must have been 20 pages long because 130 minutes are shot in four locations with ten lines of dialogue. Is that a bad thing? It wouldn’t be if the cinematography was intriguing. Stella’s beauty is the only hope this film has of keeping patient viewers from demanding a refund and you get plenty of extreme close ups of every actor through the entire film. The actions of the characters are not believable, the dialogue is sparse and irrelevant that if you aren’t yelling at the screen or laughing at it, then you’re watching Stella’s strip tease. Whatever social commentary was attempted here is lost in poor writing and even poorer direction. For a film entitled Riviera, you will not see much of it through Stella’s nose hairs glowing in the sun. If you are a woman and want to see a film that portrays all men as rotten, boring, rich, abusive idiots, then knock yourself out. No pun intended.