I love Clive Barker, but this sequel to The Great Secret Show carries all the same problems as the original and pretty much retells the same kind of story just under slightly different circumstances. I’m really confused as to why Clive Barker even thought it needed to exist.
|Engaging, dreamy prose||So many characters it’s easy to lose track of who is who|
|Interesting, surreal setting||The motivation of some characters is unclear|
|Dark, sinister atmosphere||
The pace feels quite slow sometimes
|The mystery of the ambiguous “Art” keeps one engaged||Feels like a retread of basically the same thing as the previous book|
|Thought-provoking on solipsism a bit|