Funny I should just now see this thread, considering what I just watched.
I just watched Hellraiser: Revelations.
First off, ever since the 2nd movie (save for #4, which was actually pretty decent), the only redeeming quality of the Hellraiser franchise has been Doug Bradley's stellar performance as Pinhead. Even when his motives were dumbed way down to "WORLD DOMINATION!", Mr. Bradley's sheer voice and image made the other crap (and believe me, there was A LOT OF CRAP) almost bearable. Except for Hellworld, which I firmly believe to be designed only to afflict the mental trauma you'd experience if you were actually, you know, turned into a horribly disfigured immortal surgeon.
Without Bradley, this new movie was literally painful. The new guy who plays Pinhead looks like he's not sure what he's supposed to be doing, and all of the other non-cenobite characters literally make me want to claw at my own face.
You know the whole thing with Frank in the first movie? Well, imagine that, but if it was done really briefly, and replacing creepy-voiced Frank with some guy who belongs on Jersey Shore. Literally, this guy kills a hooker and then the skinless idiot crawls out and says "HER BLOOD BROUGHT ME BACK. GO GET ME SOME MORE." in the same tone you'd request your friend to go get you a beer.
In fact, I'm going to stop now. If I were to write down every reason why I hated that movie, then I'd probably fill half of the page.
Clive Barker says that in his new novel, he's going to kill off Pinhead in a way that will hopefully make sure that nobody wants to make anything about him ever again. 2 problems, Mr. Barker; 1, the idiots who make these movies probably won't read books, and 2, he's already been disgraced by being put in more crappy sequels than I can count.