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1970    1h 33minAction, Thriller
5.725%5.7
Installé sur la Côte d'Azur, où il a une entreprise de bateaux de plaisance, Joe, un Américain au passé militaire chargé, se trouve brutalement confronté avec d'ex-complices qui lui reprochent de les avoir abandonnés au beau milieu d'un coup. Ils ont fait plusieurs années de prison, alors que lui restait en liberté. Ce que veulent ces copains, c'est que Joe vende son entreprise et partage avec eux tous ses biens. Pour le persuader, ils prennent comme otages sa femme et sa fille.
Réalisé par Terence Young
  • Charles BronsonJoe Martin
  • Liv UllmannFabienne Martin
  • Jean TopartKatanga
  • James MasonCaptain Ross
  • Jill IrelandMoira
  • Michel ConstantinWhitey
  • Luigi PistilliFausto Gelardi
  • Yannick DelulleMichèle Martin
  • Paul BonifasThe doctor
  • Sabine SunThe nurse
  • Roger MaillesA poker player
  • Nathalie VaralloViolet
  • Remo MosconiMarius
  • Dominique CroslandThe girl scout leader
  • Terence YoungDirector
  • Richard MathesonNovel
  • Dorothea BennettScénariste
  • Jo EisingerScénariste
  • Maurice JacquinProducteur
  • Robert DorfmannProducteur
  • Patrick Wai-13 h
    Only Bronson’s presence keeps this thing from flatlining completely. He is doing his usual everyday-man-thrown-into-hell routine, and that still works, but everyone around him feels either badly dubbed, badly directed, or just plain asleep. The plot is a mess, the movie looks cheaper than it should, and for something sold as a thriller, it barely has a pulse. A lot of outside reviews land in roughly the same place: overcomplicated story, weak tension, and one major saving grace. That saving grace is the car chase near the end, which is genuinely fantastic and the one single reason to watch the movie. Even people who were kinder to the film still tend to single out the chase as the highlight and admit the rest drags. What also stood out to me was Jean Topart as Katanga. He plays the creepy, sexually predatory menace very well, slimy in exactly the right way. But I still had to laugh at the name “Katanga,” which sounds oddly quasi-Japanese in a movie otherwise packed with French and American noir energy. That choice felt random enough to become its own distraction. The cast listings do confirm Topart is playing Katanga, and at least one review also singled him out as the “odious and sexually-predatory” one in the bunch. What makes it even more frustrating is that the movie has the ingredients to be better. It is a French-Italian co-production directed by Terence Young and based on a Richard Matheson novel, which sounds like the kind of setup that should produce something tighter and meaner than this. Instead, it mostly feels like Bronson sleepwalking through a dull kidnapping plot while James Mason and Liv Ullmann wonder how they got stuck in the same traffic jam. Then the movie suddenly wakes up and throws in a jaw-droppingly fun chase sequence that feels like it wandered in from a much better film. So yes, that chase is absolutely worth seeing. The rest of the movie mostly is not. If you watch Cold Sweat, you are basically sitting through 80 minutes of drowsiness to get to 10 minutes of “now that is more like it.”

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