The book is well written and gripping from the start, with surreal character developments and even more bizarre twists within the plot. It will ease you into the unfolding tale and totally absorb you. A classic addition to Barker’s work.


A Remarkable Rocket   February 18, 2003
 8 out of 9 found this review helpful

Undisputedly one of the best books I've ever read (and I mean all books, not just CB's).

While I am not a huge admirer of Barker's mainstream fiction, and am rather sceptical of the whole horror stratum of literature in general, this is definitely a must read. I'd like to be useful, though, and so I think there's something you should learn outright: If you're in primarily for horror, if you're looking for gore, ripped flesh and other more sickly things; in other words, if you only like concrete colours and not shades, this book isn't for you.

For Sacrament is indeed a book written in shades. Above all, Barker is in my opinion one of the most talented stylists of our age. His narratives, even where they lack action and are simply contemplative, are plainly above praise. The enigmatic Jacob Steep and Rosa McGee who imbued the life of wretched Will Rabjohns with that uneasiness which was later to grow and wreck his sanity are probably among the most extraordinary, nontrivial, and so--on some very deep, rudimentary level--the most frightening characters I've ever encountered in the literature. To reiterate though, this is not the kind of fright you'd expect when you read about someone with a meat-ax about to crack your skull in two.

The book starts with Will Rabjohns, arguably the world's most famous wildlife photographer, trying to talk to a half-mad hermit who tucked himself away in a small northern village, Baltazar, about a mysterious couple he had met earlier in his life--Jacob Steep and Rosa McGee. So, in the first part of the book, we get a glimpse of Will Rabjohns the grown-up. Then, after an assault by a wounded bear, Rabjohns falls into a coma from which he may never recover.

His mind, meanwhile, drifts away to the recollections of how he grew up as a second and apparently much less loved child; in a family where his elder brother was ran down by a car and so killed. To save his mother shattered with grief, his father--a philosopher of some renown--decides to move to a village rather far from where they lived (Manchester), Burnt Yarley. There the plot starts to unfold in all its creamy and seductive magnificence.

Will makes friends (kind of) with a strange couple, a brother and a sister; and, as he's evidently not very welcome at home, he at a certain point in his wanderings simply gets lost in the fields during a storm. There, he meets another couple: a woman of unearthly beauty and her companion, a remarkably effective gentleman of some forty years. The couple and Will become friends, too... in a sense. Until, in the course of many strange events, he begins to uncover something about them (such as the fact that they are seemingly quite immortal, or that Jacob Steep seeks to cleanse the world of all the last species so that it may be cleaner and God's voice might be heard) which, were he adult, would make him flee them instantly--but since he's a boy, his psyche is flexible and so, as a flesh of a clam, adapts to a burning alien particle.

However as time goes, the pearl expands and devours him from the inside. Thus follows his awakening and the beginning of his conscious quest for Jacob Steep, the Killer of Last Things, and his fair lady Rosa McGee. The two men are intertwined (in a rather Freudian way, one might add) in a manner which none of them likes. It is a conflict which shall ultimately be resolved (with the addition of numerous other characters, all of them unlike anything you've seen before) and its resolution is the punchline of the book.

This punchline is very deep, unexpected, and moving. It seems as though the writer himself elected, in the end, to provide a bright and explicit summary of what it means to be wholly human... And so the notorious sexual aspect seems to be rather exaggerated. Yes indeed, the love scenes are depicted with some frankness (which I'm sure most erotomaniacs would brand as insufficient were it a usual love story), but they are by no means key in the book.

Finally, read the book if you love England. It is full of the kind of characteristically British (or so methinks) ennui, inset in an ornament of landscapes and weather crafted so meticulously and with such great love and care that The One Task of any Writer (you know, the one that rules them all)--to immerse you completely into the mood of the book--is fulfilled.

All in all, the book is much like a photoalbum where intricate sepia pictures are bound together by a no less meaningful fabric. It hints so delicately and yet so masterfully at the fact that there is something beyond that, if one ever doubted whether to place Barker together with the best writers of our day, these doubts now should wither and pass away.


Ever-evolving Barker   October 21, 2002
 10 out of 10 found this review helpful

Sacrament is easily the least read of Clive Barker’s novels. It has apparently only sold half the usual number of his books, and there is one simple reason for this: the protagonist is gay. In this day and age it is a real pity that readers have been put off by such an unimportant detail, especially when anyone who reads this book will discover that it is without doubt one of Barker’s best (and no, I’m not gay myself).
The story concerns Will Rabjohns, a wildlife photographer who is attacked by a grizzly bear and left in a coma. During months of unconsciousness he goes dreaming of his childhood in Yorkshire, where he met two enigmatic characters, Jacob Steep and Rosa McGee, who have lived for centuries in ignorance of what they are or how they came about, and have strange ideas about what the world is and their role in it. Will re-discovers how Steep shaped his life, and on waking from his coma is drawn back into contact with him again, as Steep goes about his murderous crusade.
This, of course, is just the barest bones of the story. As ever with Barker’s books there is a world of content on these bones: his sharply realised characters, his natural sense of pace, his prose (which has always been so elegant while at the same time never distracting) approaches perfection here, his ability to tell his story with original, unpredictable scenes, and the nuggets of philosophy that his work has always contained. It is in this last capacity that Barker has excelled himself with this novel. The nature of God, existence, life and death are examined with an intelligent, well-considered insight that I have never encountered before in any media anywhere else, including Barker’s own. If that makes the book sound like a tough read, it isn’t at all. Barker has an instinct for description that makes reading his stuff effortless; you don’t so much read it as see it, and you glide through the pages so quickly.
For me this book is up there with Imajica, The Great and Secret Show and Weaveworld (although unlike those books the other-worldly fantasy element is less present here in favour of reality). For anyone whose mind is sharper than the average turnip, and can’t help but wonder occasionally about whether or not there’s a God and what life is for etc this is a book for you. It doesn’t pretend to supply answers, of course, but throws up so many possibilities, and so many words of wisdom, that you absolutely come away with the parameters of your own mind stretched. I can safely say that you’ve never read a book like this before. There’s nobody out there that mingles reality and fantasy like Barker, and gives a sense of there being more to the world than meets the eye.
If the book has one weakness it is that the usually uncompromising Barker sex scenes have clearly been toned way, way down due to their gay context in fear of deterring delicate potential readers. It is a shame to see the small-minded must be kowtowed to for the sake of sales. That said, it makes no difference to the overall strength and energy of the book, and if you’re looking for a book with real weight, real imagination and intelligence, get your paws on this.


Uncomfortable but rewarding   September 15, 2001
 0 out of 4 found this review helpful

My review of this may be slightly stinted by the fact that I read it around 4 years ago but its a book that has stayed in my head that long. I found it to be the most difficult book that I had read at that time, partly because of the fact that I had to overcome the challenge of the main character being gay (although I am not homophobic by any means, these barriers are there nonetheless imo) and partly because I found it such a dirty, uncomfortable read after a steady diet of tolkien and pratchett. I was young and foolish back then anyway, I dont even think I understood this book properly at the time. The ending came back to me earlier this year or late last year and I had a kind of oh... moment and I saw it much clearer and stronger. Maybe I'm rambling, I think I'm going to have another read of it but anything that has that effect on me is getting 5 stars.