Let’s get the obvious out of the way: Clive Barker’s Hellraiser: Revival is a grotesque game. It puts sex and extreme depictions of human mutilation front-and-center in its first-person perspective, and asks you to face it–even stick your hand in it. It’s uncompromising in bringing Clive Barker’s vision to a level of fidelity that not even the movies could dream of matching. It looks incredible.
While salacious in its nature, it can be easy–even forgiving–to fixate on Hellraiser: Revival for its lurid subject matter and blaze past its more considered themes of desire, abuse, and the darkest realms that linger in the human mind. But beyond the sensation of Revival’s violence is a game that dares to be ambitious in both its gameplay and narrative.
Clive Barker’s Hellraiser: Revival can feel like it’s wearing the skin of other games at times. Each of its inspirations feeling like a Frankensteined limb attached to another. But by the end of this horror-action survival game, Revival becomes a beast all its own. Although it stumbles through an identity crisis in the early hours of its 10-hour runtime, it is unabashed in its display of grotesqueness and sexuality, and ascends as a game worth seeing through to the end.
