Colder is like few horror comics I've read. It contains scenes of such nightmarish, apocalyptic visions of an insane underworld (so to speak) that it occurred to me that the people behind it must've personally participated in such visions in order to be able to illustrate them so clearly. Like a terrible experience that scares you to death, and whose longing effects stay with you way after it's over, Colder gets under your skin and attempts to - LITERALLY! - feel out your insides. Just look at the cover of the first issue; you'll see what I'm talking about.
Writer Paul Tobin and artist Juan Ferreyra's ultimate creation is Nimble Jack, a bare footed demon/evil entity/spirit from another world, whose only purpose in ours is to feed on the insanity of those with mental disorders. When Jack sets his sights on Reece, a woman in an alluring yellow dress, he is opposed by her friend Declan, a former mental institution patient with a body temperature of 32, and a miracle of modern science. Declan should most definitely be dead, but he is "cold", and has had an encounter with Nimble Jack many decades ago; as a result, he knows how to handle Jack. Their final encounter is a wonder of the graphic novel art form: beautifully illustrated, deliciously full of carnage, and poetically bloody in just the right amounts.
Colder belongs in the same category as other horrifying comics, such as Severed and Wytches. It truly challenges the reader by pushing the envelope so far as to tests the limits of good taste, but it is a necessary risk. Because for a true nightmare to be evoked on the pages of a comic book, limits had better be pushed.
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