When the film Hellraiser came out in 1987 (based on the book The Hellbound Heart, released in the previous year), it was a game-changer of the horror genre comparable in its vision to The Exorcist or Alien. Like these films before, it offered us a new take on familiar elements of the genre: Barkers unique take of hell and its demons, the grotesque disfigurements, the mixture of sex and gory violence - Hellraiser was a film that hinted at a richer, deeper world beyond what you saw on screen. Perfectly embodied by the iconic Pinhead. Unfortunately, it was followed by a number of sequels that never could live up to the original and rapidly deteriorated in quality.
In the late 90s, when the damage to what has become the Hellraiser-franchise was already mostly done, writer and director Clive Barker, who wasn't involved in any of the sequels, eventually decided to pick up what he started more than ten years ago, give it a decent conclusion as he envisions it. The result is The Scarlet Gospels, has 368 pages, which is maybe a bit surprising if you know what his books from the late 80s and 90s, but more on that later, and has been released in 2015.
The Scarlet Gospels start with a series of gruesome murders amongst the world's leading magicians, which turns out to be part of Pinhead's plan, who is actually named Hell Priest in the book, to amass enough magical power to take over hell itself. Another character from Barker's books, the supernatural detective Harry D'Amour, with a couple of friends, gets on the Hell Priest's tail and the story unfolds...
According to what I have gathered from interviews, the book was originally going to be significantly longer and has been cut down on demand of the publisher. Something that - for an author of Barker's calibre, who certainly isn't a beginner - appears quite unusual and I wonder if this may be the reason, together with its unusually long digestion period for some of the fundamental flaws of this book.
It is certainly ambitious. In a way Imajica and The Great And Secret Show are - the two favourite books by Barker. Both books get time to breathe and let their rich and imaginative worlds and its characters unfold. The Scarlet Gospels though race through their story like a hollywood screenplay. Unsophisticated and quickly paced, it doesn't really leaves much time to introduce its characters and let them interact with each other beyond some superficial bantering and wisecracking.
This makes most of the characters, save for the very central ones, not much more than one-dimensional dialogue-givers and the whole book uncanningly distant and unemotional. It could have been a enchanting, mysterious and multi-layered experience, like his best works are. Tragically, it throws away all the promising elements it has.
After finishing The Scarlet Gospels, I started reading Sacrament (1996) again. A book I have fond memories of. And after 30, 35 pages it is already deep in the characterization of its protagonist and his friends, while at the same time, baits us elegantly with the central mystery of the story.
The difference couldn't be greater: subtlety and skilful pacing vs. quick action. well-rounded, realistic protagonists (even the side-characters) vs. placeholders and snarky one-liners. The Scarlet Gospels' weak writing makes it appear like its been trimmed-down and dumbed-down beyond recognition in contrast. And I really, really hope it's the publisher to blame for this.
I would gladly say I enjoyed The Scarlet Gospels more than I did. It is better than all the uninventive sequels, but I argue this isn't such great an achievement. I would love to praise the sheer scope and wealth of Barker's storytelling and the intensity of its characters. And its not like there aren't glimpses of its potential. But it falls short to really pick them up and fly with them. Instead, it plays safe and leaves us a quick and easy to digest, but fundamentally insubstantial product. What a pity.
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