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The 2011 SXSW horror hit from Argentina is a bloody, terrifying success on DVD....
Dark Sky / 90 Minutes / 2010 / Unrated / Street Date: January 17, 2012
There’s something new in terror folks, and it’s going to make us look twice at that friendly old codger who tells endless stories about the olden days. The two elderly antagonists of the Argentine film Cold Sweat seem to be stuck in a revolutionary past. This is not good for all those ignorant young people who are around them and are lured into their geriatric clutches. A new face in horror: A pair of silver haired guys who torture bare breasted young females and have been doing it for longer than you’ve been alive.
The movie begins with old footage of political strife in 1970s Argentina, and how a cache of dynamite has disappeared, falling into the wrong hands: a political group known as the AAA. At first, I thought that I might be at a disadvantage not knowing the political history of Argentina, but I need not have worried. The septuagenarian antagonists, one who needs help crossing the street, seem to like to pick up young girls and see if they can answer strange word puzzles. If not, then lights out. They still hold to their antiquated ideals of making their world a better place. You see, one is a linguist that equates lack of linguistic knowledge with total ignorance. You don’t want to be ignorant in this film - you might just go boom.
In a way, this reminds me a bit of a scenario if the killers like the ones in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre had the longevity to make it into old age. Could they still kill with the same finesse? Well, probably not. Our antagonistic duo has definitely lost their edge. They’d rather watch old black and white flicks on the boob tube than make sure that their gaggle of middle-aged zombie women stayed in their dank cellar where they belong. Instead, they are wreaking havoc on the kids trapped in the house, but managing to run amok when the timing is right. Best not to get lazy on the job of killing and enslavement.
Although there isn’t the foreboding of a killer that all the audience members know can’t be beat, we have a feeling that with a little cleverness and the help of the thugs that live next door to the killers, our protagonists might make it out alive. Interestingly enough, this makes for a decently suspenseful film. How long can the young ones skulk around the house bathed in nitroglycerine before they’re found out by the man who needs a magnifying glass to make sure he’s splashing these folks with acid instead of some medicine he had stored on the shelves? The kids have a sporting chance, if you can overlook a woman bathed in nitroglycerine not going boom. This sporting chance is what makes the film interesting.
Cold Sweat is basically a thriller, thrown in with a good heap of suspense is enough naked bosoms, entrails, and blood to satisfy most horror fans. On top of that, there are a few amusing scenes which include a protagonist’s cry for help on Facebook that’s answered with questions about what social plans he’s made for the upcoming evening. For Pete’s sake, if Facebook can’t help us out of a crisis, what can?