When I decided to watch Hellraiser 2: Hellbound again because I hadn’t seen it since it was first in theatres, I decided I’d throw in Hellraiser 3 as well, for the same reason. Unlike Hellraiser 2, though, I didn’t have fond memories of this one. I remember it being pretty dumb.
So wasn’t I surprised when the movie started, and things looked, you know, good. There was clearly a bigger budget, a director who knew what he was doing behind the camera, and while the acting still wasn’t going to win any Oscars, it was leaps and bounds better than it had been in the previous film.
And then Pinhead shows up, causing random chaos in New York City, and things got pretty dumb.
Maybe I missed something in the previous films, but I thought Pinhead could only come when called, could only inflict punishment on those who had requested it. Because in this film, he’s murdering the shit out of anyone who crosses his path.
Pinhead isn’t scary in the Jason Voorhees / Michael Meyers serial killer sense. He’s scary because when he comes for you, you can’t get away, because it’s your own damn fault he’s there. This film last that point.
Also CD-face cenobite is ridiculously 90s.