Pulpy, Bonkers, Enjoyable Enough
Nimble Jack is an inter-dimensional demon who feeds on madness. Once he has devoured a "crazy" mind, the remaining body conveniently commits suicide. The madder the yummier, so Jack decides to nourish the madness of our protagonist, Declan, for a few decades before eating it. In the meantime, he prevents Declan from aging by gradually lowering his body temperature, keeping things fresh and delicious. Problem is: if the body temperature drops below zero, it's game over for Declan. And then Declan falls in love with his caretaker…
Colder is a bit on the pulpy, heavy-handed side with its clunky storytelling, forced dialogue, and clichéd characterization (especially in terms of gender and mental health). I mean, even the premise is built upon the rather problematic notion that “madness” is at its core a physical phenomenon and can thus be cut away like a tumor, which implies that a clear line can be drawn between those who are “mad” and those who are “normal.”
And yet, Colder feels vivid and bonkers and unpretentious enough to make for a moderately entertaining, undemanding read in the b-movie-horror tradition. Ferreyra’s elaborate painted artwork is clearly the main attraction, as it holds all those half-baked ideas together and manages to turn even Tobin's most ham-fisted writing into a twisted spectacle - the book's cover is a good example: it is actually representative of the interior artwork in this case. 2.5 stars, I'd say.