Clive Barker's world is a dark, sick, wet, sexually disturbed world, and that's exactly as it should be.
When he began releasing the "Books Of Blood," it was a sensation because there seemed to be no line that he was afraid to cross, no taboo he was afraid to confront. His stories were dangerous. They felt personal. They felt invasive. Even now if you read them, they remain transgressive, almost too dark to take.
When he directed his first feature film "Hellraiser," the film seemed to ably reflect that sensibility on film. It's not a perfect movie, but there's a sweaty, overheated quality to it that works, and that makes it feel like something you shouldn't be watching, Since that first film, which never really felt like a franchise movie, the series has been subject to the law of diminishing returns, quickly becoming so coarse and stupid that it's hard to believe there was ever any merit to the original. That's the real danger with doing one terrible sequel after another. You can eventually turn something that started well into something that any right-thinking person would actively avoid.
Dimension Films has never been accused of under-exploiting the film properties they own. They are a sequel factory, and they seem perfectly happy to pump out straight-to-video fare if that's the way it works out, with an eye on theatrical release if the stars align. Little wonder they've been trying to get a new "Hellraiser" off the ground for a while, and there have been a few moments in the last couple of years where there were some interesting names attached.