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Film's most popular action hero needs a place to heal after surgery that has gone terribly wrong. His fiercely loyal agent finds him just such a place in a luxurious, forgotten mansion high in the Hollywood Hills. But the original owner of the mansion was a beautiful woman devoted to pleasure at any cost, and the terrible legacy of her deed has not yet died. There are ghosts and monsters haunting Coldheart Canyon, where nothing is forbidden.

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Overview

Film's most popular action hero needs a place to heal after surgery that has gone terribly wrong. His fiercely loyal agent finds him just such a place in a luxurious, forgotten mansion high in the Hollywood Hills. But the original owner of the mansion was a beautiful woman devoted to pleasure at any cost, and the terrible legacy of her deed has not yet died. There are ghosts and monsters haunting Coldheart Canyon, where nothing is forbidden.

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Editorial Reviews

People
“Barker’s vision is impressively bizarre—think Anne Rice meets Jacqueline Susann.”
USA Today
“Wickedly enjoyable... endlessly entertaining...a powerhouse of a novel... irresistible.”
Time Out (London)
“...in the language of fear, he has no equals.”
Washington Post
“[Clive Barker] is a mapmaker of the mind, charting the farthest reaches of the imagination.... ”
Atlanta Journal & Constitution
“A writer of stunning imagination.”
The Baltimore Sun
“Riveting.”
The Philadelphia Inquirer
“When you’re in the mood for forgettable escapism, nobody does it better.”
Martin Morse Wooster
Coldheart Canyon is a mildly entertaining novel.
Washington Post Book World
Publishers Weekly
HBarker fans may breathe a sigh of relief. That the Walt Disney Company is paying $8 million for ancillary rights to the author's forthcoming for-all-ages novel series, The Arabat Quartet (first volume due out in 2002), doesn't mean the British master of dark fantasy has lost his savage bite. Barker's new novel is a ferocious indictment of (and backhanded tribute to) Hollywood Babylon, depicted through Barker's glorious imagination as a nexus of human and inhuman evil where fleshly pursuits corrupt the spirit. It's also one ripping ghost story, spooky and suspenseful, as well as a departure for Barker in that here, as never before, the fantastic mingles with the real, kind of. Many ghosts haunt the titular canyon, and some of them are the shades of men and women we already know as shadows of the silver screen: Victor Mature makes an appearance, as do George Sanders, Mary Pickford and many others. When alive, these stars and their colleagues were drawn by the beautiful, rapacious film star Katya Lupi to her magnificent home in Los Angeles's Coldheart Canyon. What kept them at the house, even after death, is the incredible room in its lowest story. Assembled from thousands of painted tiles, that room brought to California in the 1920s from an ancient monastery in Romania is literally alive with evil; the tiles depict a world that mortals may enter, and within which the Queen of Hell has condemned a nobleman to hunt forever, or until he entraps her son. The room's powers bestow timeless youth on some, including Katya, but give rise to monstrous entities as well. In the present day, into this horrific place enter several modern sorts, most notably A-list film hero Todd Pickett and a dowdywoman, head of Todd's fan club, whose courage and good sense mark her as the novel's hero. The narrative rocks, as Barker's always do, with intense violence and sex sacred, profane and grotesque; a torrent of intent and emotion from the depraved to the sublime; and, here, an impressive thematic excavation of the interplay between illusion and reality, the fantastic and the real. Many of the players without famous names are reminiscent, nastily, of known celebrities; decoding this roman clef is fun. But entertainment is only one card Barker flashes. Along with the others a fluid writing style; a canvas whose twisted originality rivals Bosch; a depth of theme; and an understanding of the human yearning for good and evil alike they add up to a royal flush, one of the most accomplished, and most notable, novels of the year. (On sale Oct. 8.) Forecast: Major ad/promo, including a five-city author tour, plus the book's excellence and the buzz surrounding Barker's Disney deal, as well as a dynamite b&w cover photo of the author as an old-time film star, will make this novel Barker's most popular and most talked-about book to date. Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
Publishers Weekly
Those with the determination to commit to nearly an entire day of listening will be glad they put forth the effort, because this is one impressive production. Barker's 19th book is an epic saga of Hollywood's underbelly, a dazzling commentary on the world of glitz and glamour. With nods to vintage stars and today's hotties, listeners won't have trouble linking the book's characters to their real-life counterparts (e.g., who on earth could Keifer Smutherland be?). The story's darling is one Todd Pickett, an actor who's approaching a certain age and, seeking escape from the limelight, heads to an estate in the remote Coldheart Canyon neighborhood of Hollywood, where he becomes entangled in a fantastical web of ghosts of early movie stars. This mammoth tale is really best for celluloid fanatics and Barker diehards; so-so fans may want to space out the 22 hours of audio over some time. Audiobook veteran Muller rises to the occasion, and his stalwart performance should please Barker. His accents run the gamut, from an old Romanian priest to a pushy film agent. Not for the straitlaced listener, this audiobook hits hard and will stay with listeners for a while. Simultaneous release with the HarperCollins hardcover (Forecasts, July 23, 2001). (Oct.) Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
Library Journal
It is 1916 in the Hollywood of Theda Bara and Douglas Fairbanks Sr., and silent film star Katya Lupi receives a magnificent gift: an entire room constructed of hand-painted tiles removed from a Romanian monastery and installed, piece by piece, on her Hollywood estate. Not only is the room an aesthetic masterpiece but it is also possessed by the Devil. Katya, a woman of strong desires and appetites, quickly learns to use its powers to her advantage, ensnaring the souls of other cinema legends who share her thirst for beauty, fame, and fortune. From this dangerous precipice, Barker, whose numerous best-selling novels (Galilee, etc.) and experience as a film producer have won him a loyal following, entices his readers to leap into a fantastical world populated by ghostly beasts that roam the hills of a modern-day Tinseltown. His masterly descriptions of this world and the pathological behavior that occurs within it provide an eerie realism, compelling the reader to venture further. Essential for Barker fans, though others may be disappointed in the unevenness that results from the emphasis on plot at the expense of character development. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 6/15/01.]Nancy McNicol, Hagaman Memorial Lib., East Haven, CT Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
If Billy Wilder had made Sunset Boulevard as a German Expressionist silent film, it might have been a lot like this engagingly nutty melodrama from the author-director of such stylish horrorfests as the Hellraiser movies and the genre-classic Books of Blood. The story opens in the 1920s, when Willem Zeffer, manager to European-born silent film vamp Katya Lupescu, impulsively purchases and transports to America a roomful of painted tiles that graphically depict bizarre sexual encounters set in the context of an unending "hunt." The lurid "masterwork" thereafter becomes a magnet that draws numerous Hollywood notables to Katya's mansion in the eponymous Canyon (named for her own heartless sadism). All this unfolds while Barker follows the misfortunes (some 60 years later) of contemporary action-film hunk Todd Pickett, who recuperates at the mansion from botched cosmetic surgery, and the president of an "appreciation society" devoted to Todd, unlovely, unhappily married Tammy Lauper, who follows her hero to this impossibly jaded hell on earth. All the familiar Barker mannerisms appear in profusion: witty satirical jabs (this time at Hollywood's culture of glamorous excess) blunted by lax, sloppy prose and pretentious diction ("disorientate," "bizarrity," etc.); credible and appealing characters (especially Todd, who's made sympathetic in a long early sequence describing the death of his beloved dog); and supernatural fireworks featuring strange combinations of human, animal, and unknown life forms (you can almost feel Barker's hand grasping at the mantle worn for centuries by Hieronymus Bosch). Before all hell finally, predictably breaks loose, most readers will have tuned out (the novel isenormously too long). Still, Barker possesses one of contemporary fiction's wildest and finest imaginations, and the "backstory" of the hunt pictured on those tiles-of a nobleman who inadvertently offends Lucifer and must thereafter spend eternity making reparation-has the power and allure of ancient legend. If you can tolerate Barker at his most fantastical and effusive, you won't want to miss Coldheart Canyon. Other readers might want to go back to Jacqueline Susann.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780061030185
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 11/5/2002
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 704
  • Product dimensions: 4.18 (w) x 6.75 (h) x 1.40 (d)

Meet the Author

Clive Barker

Clive Barker is the bestselling author of twenty-two books, including the New York Times bestsellers Abarat; Abarat: Days of Magic, Nights of War; and The Thief of Always. He is also an acclaimed painter, film producer, and director. For twelve years Mr. Barker has been working on a vast array of paintings to illuminate the text of The Books of Abarat, more than one hundred and twenty-five of which can be found within this volume.

Mr. Barker lives in California. He shares his house with seven dogs, three cockatiels, several undomesticated geckoes, an African gray parrot called Smokey, and a yellow-headed Amazon parrot called Malingo.

Biography

Nothing ever begins....Nothing is fixed. In and out the shuttle goes, fact and fiction, mind and matter woven into patterns that may have only this in common: that hidden among them is a filigree that will with time become a world.

It must be arbitrary, then, the place at which we choose to embark.

Somewhere between a past half forgotten and a future as yet only glimpsed."

And here is as good a place as any to begin with Clive Barker, the author of strange and scary stories such as the novel that begins above, Weaveworld. Barker is probably best known as the creator of the Hellraiser franchise -- which began with the novella The Hellbound Heart; later became the 1987 horror classic that Barker directed; and was then a comic from 1989-1994. He accomplished the print-to-film-to-comic trifecta again with Nightbreed, the film version of which was released in 1990.

Barker drew attention with his early '80s story volumes, Books of Blood. His first novel, The Damnation Game, not only put him on a par authors such as Stephen King but earned praise from those same authors. He is widely admired for weaving into his scary stories complex themes about human nature and desires.

In addition to crafting his signature novels, a chilling amalgam of horror, sci-fi, and fantasy, Barker is an accomplished artist. (His comic Ectokids is in development as a movie project at Nickelodeon.) He has also written for children -- a fact that surprises readers familiar only with his disturbing adult oeuvre. But, in fact, his children's tales (The Thief of Always, Abarat, etc.) are among his most imaginative.

No matter what his audience or medium, Barker's stories are effective because it's clear that he takes his work, and his genre, very seriously -- and expects the same from his audience. In an interview with Barnes & Noble.com, he told us "[Fantasy and horror] liberate us into a world in which our frustrations and our repressions can take an exoticized form, rendering them more safely and also, if we dare, more approachable."

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    1. Hometown:
      Los Angeles
    1. Date of Birth:
      October 5, 1952
    2. Place of Birth:
      Liverpool, England
    1. Education:
      Liverpool University
    2. Website:

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Chapter One

"Your wife did not want to look around the Fortress any further, Mister Zeffer?" Father Sandru said, seeing that on the second day the middle-aged man with the handsome, sad face had come alone.

"The lady is not my wife," Zeffer explained.

"Ah..." the monk replied, the tone of commiseration in his voice indicating that he was far from indifferent to Katya's charms. "A pity for you, yes?"

"Yes," Zeffer admitted, with some discomfort.

"She's a very beautiful woman."

The monk studied Zeffer's face as he spoke, but having said what he'd said, Zeffer was unwilling to play the confessee any further.

"I'm her manager," he explained. "That's all there is between us."

Father Sandru, however, was not willing to let the issue go just yet. "After the two of you departed yesterday," he said, his English colored by his native Romanian, "one of the brothers remarked that she was the most lovely woman he had ever seen..." he hesitated before committing to the rest of the sentence "...in the flesh."

"Her name's Katya, by the way," Zeffer said.

"Yes, yes, I know," said the Father, his fingers combing the knotted gray-white of his beard as he stood assessing Zeffer.

The two men were a study in contrasts. Sandru ruddy-faced and rotund in his dusty brown habit, Zeffer slimly elegant in his pale linen suit.

"She is a movie star, yes?"

"You saw one of her films?"

Sandru grimaced, displaying a poorly-kept array of teeth. "No,no," he said. "I do not see these things. At least not often. But there is a little cinema in Ravbac, and some of the younger brothers go down there quite regularly. They are great fans of Chaplin, of course. And there's a...vamp...is that the word?"

"Yes," Zeffer replied, somewhat amused by this conversation. "Vamp's the word."

"Called Theda Bara."

"Oh, yes. We know Theda."

In that year -- which was 1920 -- everybody knew Theda Bara. She had one of the most famous faces in the world. As, of course, did Katya. Both were famous; their fame tinged with a delicious hint of decadence.

"I must go with one of the brothers when they next go to see her," Father Sandru said.

"I wonder if you entirely understand what kind of woman Theda Bara portrays?" Zeffer replied.

Sandru raised a thicketed eyebrow. "I am not born yesterday, Mister Zeffer. The Bible has its share of these women, these vamps. They're whores, yes; women of Babylon? Men are drawn to them only to be destroyed by them?"

Zeffer laughed at the directness of Sandru's description. I suppose that's about right," he said.

"And in real life?" Sandru said.

"In real life Theda Bara's name is Theodesia Goodman. She was born in Ohio."

"But is she a destroyer of men?"

"In real life? No, I doubt it. I'm sure she harms a few egos now and again, but that's about the worst of it."

Father Sandru looked mildly disappointed. "I shall tell the brothers what you told me," he said. "They'll be very interested. Well then...shall I take you inside?"

Willem Matthias Zeffer was a cultured man. He had lived in Paris, Rome, London and briefly in Cairo in his forty-three years; and had promised himself that he would leave Los Angeles -- where there was neither art nor the ambition to make art -- as soon as the public tired of lionizing Katya, and she tired of rejecting his offer of marriage. They would wed, and come back to Europe; find a house with some real history on its bones, instead of the fake Spanish mansion her fortune had allowed her to have built in one of the Hollywood canyons.

Until then, he would have to find aesthetic comfort in the objets d'art he purchased on their trips abroad: the furniture, the tapestries, the statuary. They would suffice, until they could find a château in the Loire, or perhaps a Georgian house in London; somewhere the cheap theatrics of Hollywood wouldn't curdle his blood.

"You like Romania?" the Father asked as he unlocked the great oak door that lay at the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes, of course," Zeffer replied.

"Please do not feel you have to sin on my account," Sandru said, with a sideways glance.

"Sin?"

"Lying is a sin, Mister Zeffer. Perhaps it's just a little one, but it's a sin nevertheless."

Oh Lord, Zeffer thought; how far I've slipped from the simple proprieties! Back in Los Angeles he sinned as a matter of course; every day, every hour. The life he and Katya lived was built on a thousand stupid little lies.

But he wasn't in Hollywood now. So why lie? "You're right. I don't like this country very much at all. I'm here because Katya wanted to come. Her Mother and father -- I'm sorry, her stepfather -- live in the village."

"Yes. This I know. The mother is not a good woman."

"You're her priest?"

"No. We brothers do not minister to the people. The Order of Saint Teodor exists only to keep its eyes on the Fortress." He pushed the door open. A dank smell exuded from the darkness ahead of them.

"Excuse me for asking," Zeffer said. "But it was my understanding from yesterday that apart from you and your brothers, there's nobody here."

"Yes, this is true. Nobody here, except the brothers."

"So what are you keeping your eyes on?"

Sandru smiled thinly. "I will show you," he said. "As much as you wish to see."

He switched on a light, which illuminated ten yards of corridor. A large tapestry hung along the wall, the image upon it so gray with age and dust as to be virtually beyond interpretation.

The Father proceeded down the corridor, turning on another light as he did...

Coldheart Canyon. Copyright © by Clive Barker. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.
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First Chapter

Chapter One

"Your wife did not want to look around the Fortress any further, Mister Zeffer?" Father Sandru said, seeing that on the second day the middle-aged man with the handsome, sad face had come alone.

"The lady is not my wife," Zeffer explained.

"Ah..." the monk replied, the tone of commiseration in his voice indicating that he was far from indifferent to Katya's charms. "A pity for you, yes?"

"Yes," Zeffer admitted, with some discomfort.

"She's a very beautiful woman."

The monk studied Zeffer's face as he spoke, but having said what he'd said, Zeffer was unwilling to play the confessee any further.

"I'm her manager," he explained. "That's all there is between us."

Father Sandru, however, was not willing to let the issue go just yet. "After the two of you departed yesterday," he said, his English colored by his native Romanian, "one of the brothers remarked that she was the most lovely woman he had ever seen..." he hesitated before committing to the rest of the sentence "...in the flesh."

"Her name's Katya, by the way," Zeffer said.

"Yes, yes, I know," said the Father, his fingers combing the knotted gray-white of his beard as he stood assessing Zeffer.

The two men were a study in contrasts. Sandru ruddy-faced and rotund in his dusty brown habit, Zeffer slimly elegant in his pale linen suit.

"She is a movie star, yes?"

"You saw one of her films?"

Sandru grimaced, displaying a poorly-kept array of teeth."No, no," he said. "I do not see these things. At least not often. But there is a little cinema in Ravbac, and some of the younger brothers go down there quite regularly. They are great fans of Chaplin, of course. And there's a...vamp...is that the word?"

"Yes," Zeffer replied, somewhat amused by this conversation. "Vamp's the word."

"Called Theda Bara."

"Oh, yes. We know Theda."

In that year -- which was 1920 -- everybody knew Theda Bara. She had one of the most famous faces in the world. As, of course, did Katya. Both were famous; their fame tinged with a delicious hint of decadence.

"I must go with one of the brothers when they next go to see her," Father Sandru said.

"I wonder if you entirely understand what kind of woman Theda Bara portrays?" Zeffer replied.

Sandru raised a thicketed eyebrow. "I am not born yesterday, Mister Zeffer. The Bible has its share of these women, these vamps. They're whores, yes; women of Babylon? Men are drawn to them only to be destroyed by them?"

Zeffer laughed at the directness of Sandru's description. I suppose that's about right," he said.

"And in real life?" Sandru said.

"In real life Theda Bara's name is Theodesia Goodman. She was born in Ohio."

"But is she a destroyer of men?"

"In real life? No, I doubt it. I'm sure she harms a few egos now and again, but that's about the worst of it."

Father Sandru looked mildly disappointed. "I shall tell the brothers what you told me," he said. "They'll be very interested. Well then...shall I take you inside?"

Willem Matthias Zeffer was a cultured man. He had lived in Paris, Rome, London and briefly in Cairo in his forty-three years; and had promised himself that he would leave Los Angeles -- where there was neither art nor the ambition to make art -- as soon as the public tired of lionizing Katya, and she tired of rejecting his offer of marriage. They would wed, and come back to Europe; find a house with some real history on its bones, instead of the fake Spanish mansion her fortune had allowed her to have built in one of the Hollywood canyons.

Until then, he would have to find aesthetic comfort in the objets d'art he purchased on their trips abroad: the furniture, the tapestries, the statuary. They would suffice, until they could find a château in the Loire, or perhaps a Georgian house in London; somewhere the cheap theatrics of Hollywood wouldn't curdle his blood.

"You like Romania?" the Father asked as he unlocked the great oak door that lay at the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes, of course," Zeffer replied.

"Please do not feel you have to sin on my account," Sandru said, with a sideways glance.

"Sin?"

"Lying is a sin, Mister Zeffer. Perhaps it's just a little one, but it's a sin nevertheless."

Oh Lord, Zeffer thought; how far I've slipped from the simple proprieties! Back in Los Angeles he sinned as a matter of course; every day, every hour. The life he and Katya lived was built on a thousand stupid little lies.

But he wasn't in Hollywood now. So why lie? "You're right. I don't like this country very much at all. I'm here because Katya wanted to come. Her Mother and father -- I'm sorry, her stepfather -- live in the village."

"Yes. This I know. The mother is not a good woman."

"You're her priest?"

"No. We brothers do not minister to the people. The Order of Saint Teodor exists only to keep its eyes on the Fortress." He pushed the door open. A dank smell exuded from the darkness ahead of them.

"Excuse me for asking," Zeffer said. "But it was my understanding from yesterday that apart from you and your brothers, there's nobody here."

"Yes, this is true. Nobody here, except the brothers."

"So what are you keeping your eyes on?"

Sandru smiled thinly. "I will show you," he said. "As much as you wish to see."

He switched on a light, which illuminated ten yards of corridor. A large tapestry hung along the wall, the image upon it so gray with age and dust as to be virtually beyond interpretation.

The Father proceeded down the corridor, turning on another light as he did...

Coldheart Canyon. Copyright © by Clive Barker. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.
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  • Posted March 24, 2009

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    A true work of art

    I resently bought this book, because a huge fan of Barker's work, and wanted to read more of his novels. It grabs you from the first page until the end, a must read for any body. You really feel the pain of the charactors in these book.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 1, 2001

    Leaves no Clive Barker fan wanting their money back.

    Clive barker has written tons of fantasy/horror and beyond that even. With Coldheart Canyon, he not only allows the reader to laugh at all the glitz and glam of Hollywood, but also weaves a magnificent carpet of stories within stories and character's such as 'Katya' which no reader will soon be able to forget. All of this accomplished without having to churn out a book over 800 pages, like most epic novels; and Barker fanatics will soon come to regard this as an epic in every sense. Hardcore fans will finish this one in no more than two nights. And new fans will be running back to the bookstore to uncover all of his other dominions in print from the past.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 24, 2012

    My introduction to Mr. Barker was in 1985??? The first work of h

    My introduction to Mr. Barker was in 1985??? The first work of his I read was the Great and Secret Show, I couldn't read an entire news paper without losing interest, for that matter I consumed more reading with this amamzing novel than I read the last 3 years in high school. I have read and re-read that book many times, however when I read Cold Heart Canyon, I was completely mesmerized. From the first through the last unfortunate page, I knew I had read something unique, and a book I would always be a fan. I completely enjoyed this story equally as much as Great And Secret Show but in very different ways. The first book was terrifying, and gave me goose bumps when I was reading it. With Coldheart Canyon, it was multiple emotions while I read this one. Never have I read something that drew me in so completely that I could feel the emotions of the characters as the book progressed. Mr. Barker's writing may not be for everyone, but it is exactly what sets him apart from other writers. What he does, how he does it, speaks to those who want to devour his work, in absolute and with complete want. I absolutely love his work, appreciate his effort to seal his readers off from the "real world" while he takes us on a magical experience. No one else I've read has ever captivated me to the exclusion of everything around me like he has. I hope he keeps writing as long as it gives him the satisfaction I get reading his works. Thank you, for an amazing journey.

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  • Posted August 25, 2009

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    didn't like it

    I picked up "Coldheart Canyon" by Clive Barker because it was a Hollywood ghost story and I enjoy those Hollywood stories. Unfortunately, I chose the wrong book to start reading Clive Barker. I heard that his books were great, but although this story started out okay, it soon become drawn out and slow and boring. I could not connect to the story or the characters whatsoever. I was looking for horror not sex. Can anyone recommend a better Clive Barker story?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 11, 2013

    Great Ghost Story

    A beautifully written ghost story with just enough suspense to keep you on the edge of your seat and enough erotica to make you blush. As delightful as it is creepy.

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  • Posted May 22, 2011

    Typical Barker

    And not in a good way.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 8, 2008

    A reviewer

    Clive Barker is a great author. I really did enjoy this book. It was sexxy it was mind blowing, and fantasy all in one. I was impressed on how he kept u on the edge with every page. I enjoyed Kayla she was one of the ghost in the book. She was very interesting and kept the story going. Todd was also very good brave and arrogant like most the stars now. I like how the book started in the beginning and then drifted into the beginning of another story. Then I like how in the middle it explain missing notions and unexplained details in the beginning. I like how the book ended. I enjoy that the most. Clive Barker has a imagination that runs loose in this book. It was a very enjoyable book!!! Two thumbs up

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 10, 2008

    Book runs on.

    Well kind readers, I'de just like to say that after reading this book for three days that I finally got to the end. The paperback book was 682 pages long, and point blank, flat out this book seemed to have 200 or so pages of just filler. I read a lot fokes and believe you me this book was stuffed with blah, blah, blah. It seems to me that the book started out fine, then somewhere around page 270 or so you started to get that fealing of where is he going with this. The auther seemed to have a good idea for a story but it just seemed to get away from him. His story lines seemed to drag on, and would have been a better book with the story more compact. These are just my idea's on the book fokes, it is a good story but like I have said, this book with the same story line could have been done in 200 less pages.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 5, 2004

    A very good book

    This was a very good book. And written well by Mr. Barker. Cannot wait for more

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 19, 2003

    Don't read this alone....

    In fact if you have a wife/husband or girlfriend/boyfriend read this book together. You won't be sorry. And the both of you'll love the scary parts too :)

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 16, 2002

    Don't waste your 25 bucks.

    Well, I've read the rave reviews included on this site from the critics, and I've read those offered by the average reader. And I can only conclude that these folks must have read a different book than I did. I'll say up front that I have enjoyed Barker's written work immensely over the years, but that I've always held that his film work was tripe. Well, it's a sad thing to realize, but he's managed to put the tripe of his films into one of his books. In fact, Coldheart Canyon's plot is loaded with so much erroneous, disjointed action, I felt as though I was at a B-movie or even a bad porn film for most of the story. I mean, what the hell is that fifty pages about Todd Picket's dog dying doing in the book? Or why is the driver/body guard in there? Neither serves any purpose other than seemingly to fill some pages. Is the dog episode suposed to establish the character's motivation for going to the canyon? It isn't a very well thought out device, and it is poorly written. The whole dog thing confused Barker and his editors as well. Picket makes an appointment to see a plastic surgeon, then his dog dies, then he asks the guys if he can make him an appointment to see a plastic surgeon. I had to leaf back to make sure I was reading correctly, because for a minute there, I thought I had developed the power to see into the future. Besides the choppiness of the plot, and the stupid things Barker has his characters doing, he seems to be adding perversion for perversion's sake at times in this story. Disturbing things happen in other Barker books, but they always have a place. Here they seem a desperate attempt, by a man who's failing, to make the story interesting. After the first hundred and fifty pages, I kept hoping I would care, but I never did. Not for the house. Not for the ghosts. Not for Hollywood. Not even for the characters. I couldn't wait for them to die after a while, just so they'd stop saying a doing stupid things. I have a hard time believing that the same man who wrote Imajica and The Damnation Game wrote this novel. But I have no trouble believing that the same man who produced Hellraiser and other pieces of cinematic garbage did. I think I'll wait for the paperback on Barker's next book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 19, 2001

    A new favorite!

    I've read most of Clive's books, so of course I had to pick up this one. I was not disappointed! Definitely not for the faint of heart, this book is Clive through and through. If you're a fan, this book is for you. If not, pick it up anyway...it might make you one!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 24, 2001

    Superb!!!

    Clive Barker never ceases to amaze me. This book is wonderful!! Full of lot's of Mr. Barkers unusual taste for the grotesque along with a very imaginable storyline. I recommend this to anyone who is a fan like myself.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 30, 2001

    Superb!!

    This has got to be one of the best ghost stories I've ever read! Clive never lets the reader down in this magnificent story.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 29, 2001

    One of the best books I've ever read!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    I have read several books by Clive Barker, yet never before have I felt so involved - I could actually see the canyon, Katya, Todd, everything as if I were there!!! Please, Clive - GIVE US MORE!!!!!!!

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