Solemplex To me, this movie is perfection.

Pluskylang Great Film overall

Dynamixor The performances transcend the film's tropes, grounding it in characters that feel more complete than this subgenre often produces.

Rio Hayward All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

kapelusznik18 ***SPOILERS*** Stylish & sexy direct to video film noir with the sizzling Shannon Tweed as the back stabbing femme fatal Beth Moore who's having a affair behind her husband Larry's, Dave Thomas, back with his partner in his real estate firm Sean Mathieson, Henry Czenry, who's secretly trying to take over his firm as well as wife from right under him. It's Mathieson who hires this mob hit-man Mark Cahill, Ben Cross, to ice David but as we soon see Cahill has serious problems of his own. That after knocking off both David Cook and his secretary Catherine Wicker, John Robinson & Lenore Zann, for making out after hours in the office that Catherine's ghost came back to haunt him for the remainder of the movie.The reappearance of Catherine unnerved Cahill so much that he lost his concentration in doing his job on Larry and ended up almost getting himself killed as well. As it soon turned out it's was Beth who not only was double crossing her husband Larry she was also screwing, literally as well as figuratively, her partner in crime Sean Mathieson as well! That by having the dude who contacted Cahill to do the job on Larry "Big" Mitch, Adam Baldwin, set the two of them, Larry & Mathieson, up for the film's surprising and grand finale!***SPOILERS*** Actress Shannon Tweed was as hot as a pistol in her scenes both dressed and undressed that really made the movie worth watching. It was also Catherine Wicker's ghost that gave the movie a supernatural spin to it that had Cahill, the only person who could see her, have fits of paranoid as well as self doubts in thinking he messed up the hit he did on her. It was in the end that everything gelled together when we as well as Mathieson finally realized what was going on and what Beth's real plans were. And it wasn't hit-man Cahill but the happy go lucky Mitch who ended up finalizing them.

John Nail (ascheland) Though she gets third billing, "Cold Sweat" is unmistakably a Shannon Tweed movie—so much so that the generic title could just as well be changed to "Yet Another Shannon Tweed Erotic Thriller." At first, though, it appears to be the story of a hit man (Ben Cross) wrestling with his career choice. Sure, killing people for cash enables him to provide all the comforts of suburbia his family enjoys, but he's lately become haunted by one of his victims (spunky Lenore Zann), who seems to appear whenever he wants to put some lovin' on his wife. Though he wants to take a break, he agrees to one last hit, arranged by a rollerblading drug dealer (Adam Baldwin) for one of his clients, a floundering businessman (Dave Thomas). Tweed is the businessman's wife, and she's not only banging Baldwin, but also Thomas's business partner (Henry Czerny). It should be noted that in this movie, the impotent hit man is the good guy."Cold Sweat"'s story offers enough potential that in more ambitious hands it could be a pretty effective thriller—possibly even a good one—but since it's a Shannon Tweed movie screenwriter Richard Beattie and director Gail Harvey are only interested in fulfilling the bare requirements of such an endeavor. Viewers get an appetizer of those bare requirements in the form of Zann as Cross watches her and her boss go at it, the amorous couple seemingly oblivious to the fact that the office in which they're rutting is essentially a big glass cube. But it's Tweed's body that's "Cold Sweat"'s raison d'être, and the movie soon gets down to the business of displaying it when Tweed takes on Czerny (who's got a better body than one might expect) and then Baldwin within the same day--though not at the same time--in some lively, hard-R sex scenes. While these scenes are titillating, they're probably only going to get people in the mood to surf the Web for some of the hardcore stuff. In short, the sex scenes aren't hot enough to make viewers forgive the movie's mediocrity. However, if fans of Baldwin, who went on to become a member of the Whedonverse in "Firefly" and "Angel," and Czerny, currently in the prime time soap "Revenge," are curious to see *more* of the actors, as it were, this is the movie to watch.For what it's worth, the acting is OK. Tweed isn't a great actress but she's better than she's given credit for, a fact no doubt attributable to her starring in cheap direct-to-video erotic thrillers like this one. Baldwin, Czerny and Cross—whom I suspect spent his days on the set of this movie staring forlornly into the distance, mumbling: "A decade ago I was the star of 'Chariots of Fire'…"—are all adequate in their roles, no more. Standing out like a sore thumb is Thomas, who is not only unable to make us forget his "SCTV" past, but unwilling to try, turning his role as the heavy into a cartoon. But I guess Thomas' hammy performance doesn't really matter. After all, it's only a Shannon Tweed movie.

movieman_kev Mark Cahill as a cunning hit-man who decides to take another mark against his better judgment as his former kill has been haunting him at the most in opportune times. However the money's right so perhaps he can do this last job before his newfound conscience gets the better of him or his wife finds out thus ruining his pretty good family life. But anyways, I digress, this crime drama film had enough twists, turns and titillation to earn a thumbs up from me. One of the very few serious roles Dave Thomas embodied and still he manages to be oddly funny. I find it a bit weird that a Shannon Tweed film this good has only had 3 IMDb reviews (4 counting mine) However I won't dwell on it.

Kakueke Decent entertainment for an evening, with today's standard themes of business conflicts, greed, betrayal, and murder, and, of course, Shannon Tweed cheating on her husband with two different affairs. I thought Baldwin's performance was the best among the men, tho maybe because his character was the least distasteful, but it at least added a little humor and elan to the generally sordid overtones. Cross was somewhat stiff, and his character was a little hard to swallow. (A hit man with later moral conflicts brought about by a ghost?) The ghost of the murdered woman was OK, but this had no blend with the main plot. In any event, male watchers are treated to steamy scenes with Shannon Tweed, even one with whipped cream, and there will be few objections to these.