Cold Heart (2001) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
I guess we can think of the year 2001 as the passing of an era. In the previous score of years, no female celebrities have meant more to screen nudity than Nastassia Kinski and Shannon Tweed. Kinski has shown her flesh in many legitimate films, and some "b's", probably about twenty movies in the altogether. Tweed starred in the kind of b movies that were made for the specific purpose of showing her naked, and the total number of her nude appearances must be close to fifty. Earlier this year, the 44 year old Tweed appeared in an erotic thriller called Dead Sexy, and every bit of her nudity was supplied by a body double. This time, it is the 41 year old Kinski's turn. Kinski's lissome body is a thing of the past. In this film she either had an unexpected weight gain or was pregnant. I saw no notice of any pregnancy, so I guess she just started middle-age spread. Her hips were wide, her upper arms pudgy, her calves and thighs very full. Her face, although still exquisitely beautiful, also developed a bit of jowliness. This all happened so suddenly. I have seen her in several other recent movies, and she exhibited none of the fleshiness on display here. Thank heaven for body doubles, and Kinski's sex scenes were filled out admirably by butt close-ups and decapitated breast shots that ended just below the neck. |
As for the movie. Could it be any more obvious? SPOILERS COMING: (not that it matters, because you'd have to be asleep not to figure it out) |
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Get this:
Do you think you can figure the rest out? Yup, it really was that obvious. The shrink makes his wife feel alienated and lonely, the shrink's girlfriend arranges for the wife and the psychotic to go off on a business trip together. Then after the wife sleeps with the psychotic, the husband starts to act all sweet and loving and comes up with innocent explanations for all of his apparent dalliances. He was actually buying her expensive presents and arranging lavish, loving surprises |
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So, of course, the wife realizes she has made a mistake with the affair and rejects the psychotic ... And that's pretty much all you need to know. The final resolution doesn't matter, and isn't especially interesting. To be fair, the movie is paced fairly well, and is executed competently, but it's just so transparent from the first two minutes of the movie that I think you'll have to lose interest. After all, it is an erotic thriller in which the thriller portion is obvious immediately, and the erotic portion is all body doubles, trading on Kinski's name on the cover of the video box. With neither good eroticism no good thrills, there's really nothing to recommend, even though the movie is competently assembled and presented. |
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