There are two types of people in this world; namely the ones agreeing with the statement that "Tremors" is the most entertaining monster-movie ever accomplished, and the ones who are just plain wrong for disagreeing! Say what you want about all the sequels, but the 1990-original is a bona-fide classic. How deeply you worship the original also determines how much you can tolerate the long list of sequels, or at least that is what yours truly firmly believes. In case you consider the original film to be a fun but largely insignificant flick, you will not care at all for any or the sequels, or probably not even know they are at number 6 already. If, however, you love the original and know all the dialogues between Val and Earl by heart, you'll also be appreciative of the sequels.
"A Cold Day in Hell" isn't a particularly good film. None of the sequels are, in fact, but they surely always deliver in the entertainment departure, and this sixth film in the series isn't an exception. What I respect is that every new entry in the series tries to add one or two new and innovative aspects to "Tremors"-universe, but also inserts at least one throwback-aspect to the original. The additions to "A Cold Day in Hell" are the Arctic setting, and the plot-twist of good old Burt Gummer needs a transfusion with blood from a living Graboid. The throwback is that one of the supportive characters, Valerie, supposedly is the daughter of Valentine McKee and Rhonda LeBeck of the original adventure. I noticed a 7th instalment - entitled "Shrieker Island" - is out already as well, which I'll surely watch sooner or later.
