I bought this on the strength of Clive Barker's earlier work but I was sorely disappointed. The premise of the story was good and could have been really interesting if it wasn't for the endless sex scenes. They went on and on and on and on...and to be honest, I haven't even finished the book as I couldn't be bothered with it. Now, I expect Clive Barker's books to contain graphic sex scenes, that's one of the reasons his books always have such a dark edge but it was the sheer quantity of the ones in this book that made me give up in the end. It seemed as if he'd constructed the whole story as a vehicle for the various S&M/urophlia/bestiality/bongdage/etc, etc, etc scenes he really wanted to write about and if this book had been written 30 years ago it would probably have been shocking but not any more I'm afraid. Yes, Mr Barker, we can all find various niche sexual fetishes on the internet but please concentrate on the story next time. Lazy, lazy, dull, lazy, not sexy, boring, hard work...did I mention lazy...