"Kreola" shows how an interesting plot can be mortified by a void director and a pack of vacant inexpressive actors. It is neither a refined erotic story nor a generous and explicit hardcore. In its basic essence, it is a presumptuous movie that doesn't keep what could be its main promise: to tell a story of women charmed by a sort of erotic spirit of the place. But don't look for any kind of dereglement de tous les senses or the like. In "Kreola" you'll find only fluttering breasts and awkward sex scenes interrupted at right moment. Nothing else.