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Candyman Best Quotes – ‘I am the writing on the wall.’

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Starring: Yahya Abdul-Mateen II, Teyonah Parris, Nathan Stewart-Jarrett, Colman Domingo, Kyle Kaminsky, Vanessa Williams, Rebecca Spence, Christiana Clark, Cassie Kramer, Brian King, Tony Todd, Miriam Moss

OUR RATING: ★★★☆☆

Story:

Horror thriller reboot directed by Nia DaCosta and co-written and co-produced by Jordan Peele. Candyman (2021)  follows artist Anthony McCoy (Yahya Abdul-Mateen II), who becomes obsessed with the legend of the serial killer, Candyman, as he returns to the neighborhood where the legend began, the now-gentrified section of Chicago where the Cabrini-Green housing projects once stood.

 

Our Favorite Quote:

'The more things change, the more things stay the same.' - William Burke (Candyman) Click To Tweet

 

Best Quotes


 

Troy Cartwright: As I told my sister many times, the neighborhood is haunted.
Anthony McCoy: Everywhere is haunted.


 

Anthony McCoy: Cabrini-Green. It was the projects. It was affordable housing that had a particularly bad reputation.
Grady Greenberg: You would never know.
Anthony McCoy: Yeah, because they tore it down and gentrified the s**t out of it.
Brianna Cartwright: Translation, white people built the ghetto, and then erased it when they realized they built the ghetto. Ooh, no offense.
Grady Greenberg: None taken.


 

Brianna Cartwright: They kept telling people they were going to make it better, moving them from place to place. But, really, they were just tearing it down, so they could develop everything around it.
Grady Greenberg: Oh, like here.


 

Troy Cartwright: You guys want to hear a scary story?
Brianna Cartwright: No.
Troy Cartwright: Too bad.


 

Troy Cartwright: This is a story about a woman named Helen Lyle. She was a grad student, a white grad student, doing her thesis on the urban legends of Cabrini-Green. For research, she came down to Cabrini a few times. You know, asking questions, taking pictures of graffiti, of people. And then, one day, she just snaps. She beheaded a Rottweiler. By the time the police show up, she’s in one of the apartments, doing snow angels in a pool of blood.


 

Anthony McCoy: [referring to Helen Lyle] She killed a Rottweiler?
Grady Greenberg: Yeah, this is extra, even for you.
Troy Cartwright: There are articles written about this. Look it up. The authorities take her in, but she escapes almost immediately. She goes on a rampage, leaving a trail of bodies in her wake. And then, the baby of one of the residents is abducted. The mother is devastated. Everyone is looking for him, and nothing.


 

Troy Cartwright: On the night of the annual bonfire, with all of the residents of Cabrini watching, Helen arrives with a sacrificial offering. Baby in her arms, she runs towards the fire, but they’re on her, quick. They say she was in a fugue state, fighting back blindly. But they got the baby free. While everyone is fussing over him, Helen stands up, and walks right into the fire. And it’s on that spot that she dies, burns to death, right in the middle of Cabrini-Green.


 

Brianna Cartwright: I’m not trying to get creeped out in my new apartment before bed.
Anthony McCoy: Your new apartment is ghost-proof. It was on the Zillow listing.
Brianna Cartwright: Our new apartment.


 

William Burke: They’d almost never come round here back in the day. Unless it was to take someone in. But that was a long time ago. Now they can’t seem to stay away. At night, they post up where the last of us still live, a police car on either side of the block. Keeping us safe, or keeping us in.


 

William Burke: The more things change, the more things stay the same.


 

William Burke: One white woman dies in the hood, and the story lives on forever.
Anthony McCoy: It’s a good story, I guess.


 

Anthony McCoy: Makes you think about what could make someone just snap like that.
William Burke: Helen Lyle was out here looking for Candyman. You ask me, I say she found him.


 

Anthony McCoy: What’s Candyman?
William Burke: For me, Candyman was a guy named Sherman Fields. He had a hook for a hand. Neighborhood character. Used to stand there and hand out sweets when I was a kid. One October, a razor blade shows up in a little white girl’s Halloween candy. Police come around looking for Sherman, but Sherman’s gone. And one day, I saw him myself. He’d been hiding in the walls. That’s when I saw the true face of fear.


 

William Burke: They swarmed him. Killed him right there on the spot. What shows up a couple weeks later? More razor blades in more candy. That’s when we knew Sherman had been innocent. Harmless. But that wasn’t the last we saw of him.


 

Anthony McCoy: [referring to his mother, Anne-Marie] Is she okay?
Brianna Cartwright: She implied that I give you money so you won’t visit her.
Anthony McCoy: So, she’s about the same.


 

Anthony McCoy: Sherman’s face was beaten so badly that it was unrecognizable, and that’s where the story started. About them seeing him around Cabrini. About him coming to get you. Over time, his name disappears, and he just becomes the Candyman. What do you think?
Brianna Cartwright: Well, it’s a pretty literal approach. Not much room for viewer interpretation, you know. Moving from the symbolism of violence to the actual depiction of it.
Anthony McCoy: Okay, but how is it hitting you?
Brianna Cartwright: It’s painful.


 

Anthony McCoy: I feel really connected to this. I’ve never been this clear before. It’s like I know exactly what I’m meant to be doing right now.


 

Anthony McCoy: The legend is, if you say his name five times while looking in the mirror, he appears in the reflection and kills you. So, I thought that we could…
Brianna Cartwright: What did you think?
Anthony McCoy: Summon him.
Brianna Cartwright: Hell, no.


 

Anthony McCoy: Candyman.
Brianna Cartwright: Stop! Stop it.
Anthony McCoy: Candyman.
Brianna Cartwright: Stop it!
Anthony McCoy: Okay.
Brianna Cartwright: You better not do that last one.
Anthony McCoy: Okay! Okay. Okay. Candyman.


 

Anthony McCoy: The mirror invites you to attempt the summoning yourself. Anyway, I don’t know why I’m standing next to my own piece like some kind of a**hole. The work speaks for itself.
Finley Stephens: Oh, it speaks, alright. It speaks in didactic knee-jerk clichés about the ambient violence of the gentrification cycle. But your kind are the real pioneers of that cycle, you know.
Anthony McCoy: Excuse me?
Finley Stephens: Artists. Artists descend upon disenfranchised neighborhoods divining cheap rent, so they can d**k around in their studios without the crushing burden of a day job.


 

Grady Greenberg: Should we try it?
Troy Cartwright: What?
Grady Greenberg: Summon the Candyman?
Troy Cartwright: Yeah, no. Black people don’t need to be summoning s**t.
Grady Greenberg: Come on, that is nonsense.
Troy Cartwright: This isn’t the bayou. In Chicago, that’s white people s**t.


 

Jerrica Cooper: Say what five times in the mirror?
Clive Privler: You tell me. You proofread the press release, Jerrica. Candyman. But don’t do it, okay? I don’t want you to die tonight. At least, not until we f***.
Jerrica Cooper: You’re no good for me.
Clive Privler: You know what? I changed my mind. Do it. Necrophilia’s always been on my bucket list.


 

Jerrica Cooper: [after they’ve said Candyman five times] See? Nothing.
Clive Privler: So much for that.
[just then Candyman appears from behind and slashes Jerrica’s throat]


 

Anthony McCoy: [after the newsreport of the Clive and Jerrica’s murders] They said my name. And Say My Name. I don’t know. Just it’s cool to be mentioned, I guess. I mean, obviously it’s awful.
Troy Cartwright: Really?


 

Gil Cartwright: [as Brianna remembers her father’s suicide] Hey. I bet you didn’t know your daddy could fly. Did you? Well, I can.


 

Helen Lyle: [Anthony listens her recorded voice] Some of the things that have happened in Cabrini over the years, violence just so extreme, so bizarre. It’s almost as if violence became a ritual. The worst part, the residents are afraid to call the police. A code of honor, perhaps, fear of the police themselves. The easy answer is always, “Candyman did it.” The summoning game itself could be connected. I mean, it’s clear that no one person makes this up. This grew from the community’s collective subconscious. A survival tool evolved from the need to protect itself and its children from the horrors of the community.


 

Helen Lyle: [Anthony listens to her recorded voice] Bernadette and I tried the summoning. It’s amazing how effective it can be. The suggestion that you’re being followed, or stalked, by something lurking in your own reflection. But I get it.


 

Anthony McCoy: Brianna Cartwright: Jack Hyde is coming in from New York, and he never comes to Chicago. So, please don’t f*** this up.
Anthony McCoy: I’ll be fine.
Brianna Cartwright: For me. Don’t f*** this up for me.

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Finley Stephens: Your work is so macabre, and that’s pretty interesting, considering what happened.
Anthony McCoy: That’s a coincidence.
Finley Stephens: I’m not saying that you’re at fault. And I’m certainly not saying that a ghost manifested by collective storytelling killed a prominent art dealer. I’m just saying that all of a sudden, your work seems eternal.


 

Anthony McCoy: I’m hoping to do a solo show. All about Candyman. Spread the word.


 

Anthony McCoy: I’m surprised at how positive your take on my piece seems to be now.
Finley Stephens: Well, it grew on me.
Anthony McCoy: Seemed like you didn’t quite get it.
Finley Stephens: No, I get it. It’s the hood, gentrification, et cetera.
Anthony McCoy: Artists gentrify the hood? Who do you think makes the hood? The city cuts off a community and waits for it to die. Then they invite developers in, and say, “Hey, you artists, you young people, you white, preferably, or only, please come to the hood, it’s cheap. And if you stick it out for a couple of years, we’ll bring you a Whole Foods.”


 

Anthony McCoy: To really engage with the work, to “get it” you should say it.
Finley Stephens: Say what?
Anthony McCoy: Say his name.


 

Anthony McCoy: What is he?
William Burke: Candyman ain’t a he. Candyman’s the whole damn hive.
Anthony McCoy: There are others?


 

William Burke: [recounting the story of the first Candyman, Daniel Robitaille] They beat him. Tortured him. They cut off his arm and jammed a meat hook in the stump. They smeared honeycomb from the nearby hives on his chest and let the bees sting him. A crowd started to form to watch the show. The big finale, they set him on fire, and he finally dies. But a story like that, a pain like that, lasts forever. That’s Candyman.


 

Anthony McCoy: So, he’s real?
William Burke: Bell is real. Samuel, Sherman, Daniel Robitaille. They’re all real. Candyman is how we deal with the fact that these things happened. That they’re still happening.


 

Anthony McCoy: I think I made a mistake, Bri.
Brianna Cartwright: What do you mean?
Anthony McCoy: I brought him back.
Brianna Cartwright: Who?
Anthony McCoy: You promise you won’t think I’m crazy?
Brianna Cartwright: Anthony, who?


 

Brianna Cartwright: Candyman isn’t real.
Anthony McCoy: I saw him!
Brianna Cartwright: Candyman isn’t real, Anthony! You know what is real? Me, Anthony. Me. This, this is real!


 

Troy Cartwright: Ain’t a d**k on the planet good enough to offset a demonology hobby.


 

Brianna Cartwright: [referring to their father] I’m not doing a show of the thing that killed him, Troy.
Troy Cartwright: You can’t hide everything, and then just hope it goes away.
Brianna Cartwright: Troy.
Troy Cartwright: You don’t have to be there every time a tortured artist has a psychotic break.


 

Troy Cartwright: You can stay as long as you want, on the condition you don’t try and summon Candyman.
Brianna Cartwright: Who would do that?


 

Anthony McCoy: I heard a story about a fire. Killed a woman named Helen Lyle. A baby that was taken. Something they used to call Candyman.
Anne-Marie McCoy: Ssh-ssh. Don’t. Don’t say that.


 

Anthony McCoy: Why did you lie?
Anne-Marie McCoy: To protect you.
Anthony McCoy: From what?
Anne-Marie McCoy: I just wanted you to grow up happy, and normal.
Anthony McCoy: Do I look normal, Mama?


 

Anthony McCoy: I have to know. Now.
Anne-Marie McCoy: When you first got taken, I thought she was the one who did it. When you first got taken, I thought she was the one who did it. Helen. The way I found her in her apartment, covered in blood. We all thought she was crazy. But it wasn’t her. It was him.


 

Anne-Marie McCoy: [referring to Candyman] He had a purpose for you. He chose you to be one of his victims. He wanted you to burn in that fire. But she pulled you out, and gave you back to me. I thought it ended that night. In the fire. I thought she ended it. And we vowed to never say his name again. But someone broke the pact and…
Anthony McCoy: He found me.


 

William Burke: When something leaves a stain, even if you wash it out, it’s still there. You can feel it. A thinning, deep in the fabric. This neighborhood got caught in a loop. The s**t got stained in the exact same spot, over and over, until it finally rotted from the inside out!


 

William Burke: They tore down our homes, so they could move back in. We need Candyman. Because this time, he’ll be killing their fathers, their babies, their sisters. I knew it was only a matter of time before the baby came back here, in perfect symmetry. A chance for Candyman to take back what’s rightfully his. His legend.


 

William Burke: [after he saws off Anthony’s hand] See, you can really make the story your own. But some of the specifics should be somewhat consistent.


 

William Burke: Here we have the story of Anthony McCoy, artist who lost his mind, and the cops showed up and shot him down in cold blood without even saying a word. Well, say his name, if you dare! Say it five times in a mirror. See what happens. When it’s all done, they’ll tell his story, and Candyman will live, forever.


 

William Burke: Here comes the swarm. Are you ready for the sacrament?


 

Detective Lipez: [to Brianna, after the police shoot Anthony] Very unfortunate what happened to your man in there. We’d been looking for him. Got a tip he’d be here. You know anything about that? Whatever you tell us helps. Any cooperation is noted. Saying what you saw when he came at Jones, and Jones, obviously knowing what he’d done before, seeing his hook, knowing you were in danger, had no choice but to discharge his weapon. Doesn’t sound right to you? Or she’s an accomplice. She held the victims down, he cut them up. He died coming at a cop. She goes to jail for the rest of her life. Which story is it?


 

Brianna Cartwright: Can I see myself?
Detective Lipez: What?
Brianna Cartwright: In the mirror. I’ll tell you everything if you let me see myself.
Detective Lipez: No.
Brianna Cartwright: I’ll say whatever you want.


 

Detective Lipez: [after Brianna summons Candyman] Who are you?
Anthony McCoy: [as Candyman] I am the writing on the walls. I’m the sweet smell of blood on the street. The buzz that echoes in the alleyways. They will say I shed innocent blood. You are far from innocent, but they’ll say you were. That’s all that matters.


 

Candyman: [to Brianna] Tell everyone.

 


 

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