I’ve been playing quite the tough guy recently with regard to horror films. I’ve been watching them with reckless abandon and poo-pooing any attempts to scare me as nonsense. A recent viewing of Paranormal Activity being a good example – it was terrifically dull and about as scary as mash potato.
Normally I would write these reviews while watching the film in the background, but with Hellraiser III: Hell on Earth I’m not at all sure I can be bothered. We’ll wait and see, I might need reminding of some of its subtle nuances or self-referential humour later on. Or something like that.
After arguably the most harrowing experience of Kirsty’s young life (I’m assuming she hasn’t been to the Aldi on the Seven Sisters Road) the last thing she needs is to wake up the following day and go through it all again.
‘What’s your pleasure Mr. Cotton?’ And so begins our rather sordid and dirty adventure into the bat-shit crazy mind of Clive Barker.
