As a kid, you take other kids word as gospel. So when they go around
talking about repeating "Candyman" into a mirror three times, it seems
like something pretty scary. At some point, I happened to catch the
movie and wasn't reasonably, but completely, freaked out by it.
All those years ago, after just one late night screening, images of the
film, such as a particular scene which takes place in a parking lot, are
still burned into my mind. Its mood, more than anything, pervades the
screen - it is not typical light hearted slasher fodder. This is tough
and real.
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