Well, for Hallowe'en I watched Hellraiser (it was either that, or Hello, Kitty on blu-ray). I had seen maybe 70% of it when one of the cable channels had a Hallowe'en Hellraiserthon a year or two ago, so there was no need to jump at any of the timing on-screen.
One aspect of the story which is essentially male fantasy (and so will not be visible to most of the fans, any more than a patch of white paper is visible, Scotch-taped against a white wall): There is no way on any planet that Julia found sex with Frank Cotton so psyche-alteringly goooood, that she would commit any of those atrocities for love of that horror in the attic.
(Just saying.)
I have seen the future of implausible narrative, and his name is Clive Barker.