Hahahahah oh my god Nico you absolute lunatic what the fuck is wrong with you? In the Cold of the Night is a completely illogical erotic tech-noir that follows a fashion photographer who's plagued by homicidal nightmares of an unknown woman who then seeps from his dreams into reality, embroiling him into a deep state conspiracy of the strangest proportions. The first half promised a spiritual successor to Body Double — and for a brief moment I thought that it would actually surpass the De Palma classic for the title of The One True Erotic Thriller™ — but come the end it never really amounted to anything more than a moderately entertaining exercise in B-movie schlock that consistently teetered on — but never going full-tilt — psychological horror. Still, the journey getting there is littered with cheese, paranoia, excess, neon-lights, saxophones backing every scene, pizza consumption, the most aggressively '80s set dressing the cinematic world has ever seen, and bonkers character choices that are well worth seeing unfold. Between this and .com for Murder, if there's one thing Nico Mastorakis knows how to do well, it's how to get the most out of the mansion you rented for the day.
Hahahahah oh my god Nico you absolute lunatic what the fuck is wrong with you? In the Cold of the Night is a completely illogical erotic tech-noir that follows a fashion photographer who's plagued by homicidal nightmares of an unknown woman who then seeps from his dreams into reality, embroiling him into a deep state conspiracy of the strangest proportions. The first half promised a spiritual successor to Body Double — and for a brief moment I thought that it would actually surpass the De Palma classic for the title of The One True Erotic Thriller™ — but come the end it never really amounted to anything more than a moderately entertaining exercise in B-movie schlock that consistently teetered on — but never going full-tilt — psychological horror. Still, the journey getting there is littered with cheese, paranoia, excess, neon-lights, saxophones backing every scene, pizza consumption, the most aggressively '80s set dressing the cinematic world has ever seen, and bonkers character choices that are well worth seeing unfold. Between this and .com for Murder, if there's one thing Nico Mastorakis knows how to do well, it's how to get the most out of the mansion you rented for the day.
