Candyman (2021) — A Review

18th September, 2021

OK … 

I am — in the immortal words of Hector the Hound … ? — a great big silly old Hector.

I usually start my film reviews off, the evening I watch the films concerned.

Then finish them off the next day, after a good night’s sleep.

You’ll have to take the thought as the metaphorical — metaphorical? proverbial? — deed.

And assume I started this, last night.

At any rate, last night’s film was something I’ve been meaning to watch for some time.

Yes: the 2021, Nia DaCosta directed, Jordan Peele produced, horror film, Candyman.

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Candyman — A Review

8th March, 2020.

OK … I have to confess, I’ve — sort of — got used to watching Dr Who on a Sunday night.

You’ve possibly realised that, if you’ve been following me for a while.

At any rate?

I’ve sort of got used to watching things on Sunday nights.

Tonight … ?

I fancied a movie.

And, frankly?

Consider an upcoming rebooted version is due out, in summer?

I felt watching the original might be an idea … 

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Candyman: A Review

15th April, 2011

I’ve GOT to admit, I was going to tell you that Kevin D, Movie Night Adrian, and I, saw the James Bond film, Quantum Of Solace, on Tuesday.

I meant to … !

But as Adrian and I caught it, not long after it was originally released on DVD … ?

I wasn’t too worried: after all, I stand by what I said, back then: but do know both Adrian and Kevin were/are very impressed by Daniel Craig’s version of the title character.

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At any rate, Quantum of Solace wasn’t what Adrian and I managed to catch, tonight …

As you can probably tell from the poster …

The film was the 1992, Clive Barker scripted, Candyman.

Derived from Barker’s own short story, The Forbidden, Candyman sees Virginia Madsen — who Adrian and I had last seen in The Haunting In Connecticut — as Helen Lyle, an unhappily married graduate student, working, along with a friend, on a doctoral thesis on urban myths and legends.

And, on being told by one of the university’s cleaners, that one particular urban legend — the Candyman of the title — seems to have its origins in the run-down housing projects* of Cabrini Green.

With the story of the son of a slave who was a talented painter who’d fallen in love with a young white woman he’d been commissioned to paint.   Who’d been punished by having his right hand, his painting hand, hacksawed off, and then being stung to death by bees.

On being told this, Helen has to investigate.

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