‘Candyman’ or (How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Say Farewell to the Flesh)

During the 21st century boom of horror remakes with any sort of vaguely iconic bogeyman at their centre, be it Halloween or A Nightmare on Elm Street, it’s something of a surprise that the 1992 film Candyman never got the same treatment. One can just imagine a Platinum Dunes take with a Marcus Nispel or a Jonathan Liebesman at the helm, with a series regular from One Tree Hill replacing Virginia Madsen as the haunted heroine and Michael Kenneth Williams in the Tony Todd role. (Actually, I’d probably be down for seeing the latter.)

As someone who grew up in the 1990s, the eponymous killer of Bernard Rose’s film was actually one of the first movie monsters I had any awareness of beyond the likes of Dracula and Frankenstein’s Monster that have obviously bled far more into pop culture. I didn’t see Candyman until my twenties, but I have a clear memory of being told about the Candyman by a child neighbour in the late 90s, and of the required citation of his name five times in front of a mirror that provokes his summoning…

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