Viva Riva!

After a ten-year absence, a prodigal hood returns home to Kinshasa, Congo’s capital city, flush with cash and stolen barrels of petrol. Poised to make a killing on the scarce commodity, he’s distracted by an even rarer prize—a ripe redhead, who’s the insouciant arm candy of a local thug. The first major motion picture to come out of Congo in decades happens to be one of the best neonoirs from anywhere in recent memory.