Here’s another melange of meandering metaphysics from the mind of Clive Barker. This time around the plot involves Barker’s recurring detective character Harry D’Amour and some blurring-the-line-between-illusion-and-magic nonsense about some folks who survived a supernatural death cult only to end up pursued by the vengeful messianic leader who has returned from beyond the grave. The movie is rife with evil beings with creepy-sounding names and bizarre modi operandi that typically involve a lot of gooey gore and flashy opticals. In other words, for the most part this is your usual, run-of-the-mill Barker outing. As a fan, I enjoyed it less than some of his other work, but it was an acceptable diversion for an hour and a half or so. Plus if you stick around to the end of the credits you get treated to one of the world’s most annoying renditions of “Dancing in the Dark.” Mildly amusing
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