I have seen some bad films - but this is near the bottom of the barrel.

Was the camerman/director/producer in love with our main actress - she is constantly in view and in closeup throughout this prolonged two-hour film.

Its superficial. Its phony. The purported outdoor war scenes are laughable. It has unending scenes of angst from our main actress. None of the characters are likeable. A complete waste of time.

I like Lea Seydoux, and there is certainly plenty of beautiful shots of her face in this movie. However, the movie is failure in general, although the idea is powerful. A celebrity TV reporter becomes affected by the stories she is making, and her life becomes a mess. In the end she accepts that she is what she is and she will never be happy or sad, wrong or right, it is just what she does: looking for and creating sensationalism. The idea is to make the main character, France, a tragic character, but somehow everything in this movie is unconvincing, pretentious and, in a word, a failed mixed of melodrama and arthouse movie. In the first place, the movie is too long, and there is a lot of pointless scenes, to be honest. There are some powerful points, hints, suggestions, etc, but in general, they don's hang well together in the movie, they are simply tiring. Pity, they wasted a good idea, and for sure, a top celebrity among French actresses, who somehow, in spite of the bad movie, was actually a perfect choice for the role. Still the movie is disappointment.

"Such faux-naivety shows Dumont's tricksy proclivity to go against the grain for characterization, he distances France from a realistic, complex character, then magnifies her every banal emotion beat from her easily processed headspace to the extreme of absurdity. France has no tact in fending off life's caprices, her guilt (after injuring an immigrant delivery man),her rage (a romance with a fellow resident in an expensive sanitarium turning out to be a hoax),her grief (a road tragedy shot in disturbingly long and slo-mo details),never reach far to get audience's sympathy. France de Meurs might be read as a symbol of France the country, all glossy and haute-couture-y, but troubled by the immigrant crisis, deluded by the deceptive wooing parties and dreading disaster can be detonated at any minute and much more."

read my full review on my blog: Cinema Omnivore, thanks.