No more candy for you!
The tone of this is sequel is similar to that of the original film. The plot includes another procedural school study that leads the protagonist right to Candyman’s deadly hook. The formula should work, here, but somehow doesn't. All the winning elements are in place for another success but the director doesn't do much with them. The story in fact hardly ever picks up.
We are moving from the poor neighborhoods of Chicago to New Orleans whose citizens are celebrating Mardi Gras. This drills a hole in the mythos, considering Candyman’s ghost should mostly be attached to Cabrini Green, the poor vertical neighborhood that frightened us the first time around. The new setting sucks all the mysticism out of the infamous character.
Candyman’s backstory is laid out in front of us, and it somehow conflicts with our preconceptions. This film at least solidifies the villain as a romantic figure that is only evil because he died tragically. The attempts at making us sympathize with him through use of flack backs only cluster the narrative and destroy the mystery. It compromises an already wobbly script.