Cola de Mono

The story was OK, but the real reason to watch is the hot guys!

The performance by one of the young leads was great ...everyone else was "blah." This had potential, but the plot was rather far-fetched and difficult to take seriously. Ending is ruined by another ridiculous plot twist.

This movie is a hodgepodge of misguided ideas. Filled with cliches. There is not a good development to be able to connect with the characters, especially with the mother. The only good thing about the film is the music and Cristóbal Rodríguez Costabal (Borja) who made a very good performance since he is not a professional actor, the only thing that kept me captive to the film was him, since the film became endless and halfway through I wanted it to end. It shows too much Alberto Fuguet got excited with him and that's why he gave him the main character. Alberto Fuget should thank him for being the only good thing about his movie. 5/10

Not quite the fun, sexual party I was expecting from the front cover, but instead a dark and serious piece about two handsome brothers and their own individual quirks.

There is a scene where Borja sneaks in to his brothers bedroom which is excruciatingly sensual and a sequence later on that is oozing with sex, but the main story doesn't really have an ending or at least an explanation of the ending. I also found it very odd that the actor playing the young Vicente then played the older Borja and it kind of threw the epilogue off too.

It was enjoyable though, especially if you want to get your rocks off.

Arty and not what you'd expect from a film set on Christmas Eve in 1986.

"Cola de mono" does have its moments, but it is a not very good little film about two brothers coming to terms with their homosexuality, on Christmas night 1986, in Santiago de Chile, after drinking too much 'cola de mono' (a strong sort of eggnog). Sexy it is, especially in all the scenes where brother Borja appears, very well played by young actor Cristóbal Rodríguez Costabal as the intense, clever and often funny bad apple of what is left of the Díaz family. However, the melodrama went beyond my tolerance level, the more so when credibility was badly affected by an unusual accumulation of secrets, male butts and people with knives, blades and hurting things of all sorts. Other sources list 102 minutes as running time, but I saw this 98 version (with all explicit scenes) and it seemed interminable. Fans of 'queer cinema' would surely rise the rating a bit.