Weaveworld by Clive Barker (HarperVoyager, £7.99, out now)
Stunning. Incredible. I’d go on but you get the idea. This is quite simply one of the best books I think I have ever read. Fanboy gushing aside, you don’t get to read many of those, I think it’s safe to agree. This title is over twenty years old now, but you wouldn’t think it from the freshness of the imagination on display. When Weaveworld was released it coincided with the launch of the original Hellraiser movie. A hell of a week for Clive Barker fans.
Weaveworld is an epic horror-fantasy-thriller-surrealist-painting of a book (it’s so good it’s hard to categorise) of dark melting genius, veined throughout with lush, rich detail that dazzles and indeed excites. Clive Barker conjures such vivid imagery with his words; to read this again is to be reminded of what an amazing talent he is. Writer, painter, film-maker… I happen to think that he has never really been given the true credit he deserves, a talent under-appreciated.
The story concerns one Calhoun Mooney, a young chap who is innocently enough drawn into the great adventure of his lifetime when he discovers a fantastical realm hidden within the weave of an old carpet… And what a world he discovers. There is o much detail to this book that I could never do it justice in a review. You really do have to just get on and read it. Truly, it is spectacular. Epic doesn’t come close.
This is a striking, bewitching read, a timeless literary feast of intense beauty. So good you’ll want to read it again and again.
Andy Jamieson, Editor
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