director Anthony Hickox
Where the distance in time between Hellraiser (1987) and Hellbound: Hellraiser II (1988) was only one year, four years gap Hellbound and Hellraiser III: Hell on Earth. For some reason, I thought maybe I’d seen Hell on Earth, but having watched it now, I’m pretty sure I jumped off the Hellraiser train before it entered the 1990’s.
Good thing, too. The quality drop-off is rather vertiginous.
Doug Bradley is back as Pinhead, though embedded in a sculpture through the first part of the movie. Enabled in all its Nineties glory is the film’s full-on adoption of Goth and Metal culture. The story is centered around a bar called The Boiler Room and its douchey proprietor who has picked up the sculpture and resurrects Pinhead.
What’s gone are any of the qualities of the first two films, abandoned into a heavier dose of low-cost CGi and nonsense screenwriting. The pure lameness of the “new” cenobites speaks loudly of the limited imaginations behind this C- flick: A cigarette cenobite, a cameraman cenobite, and a CD-embedded cenobite. They are nearly tragic kitsch.
I guess I didn’t really look upon it for its potential kitsch, coming fresh off watching Hellbound as I did this time. If you’re looking for some seriously Nineties fare, maybe Hell on Earth is good stuff. I certainly suffered some form of traumatic flashbacks at some of the fashions herein.