How sad is this?

I think this is a new genre that they're all sort of working their way through it and haven't got all the kinks worked out yet but it's a genre that works for me.

All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

The film's masterful storytelling did its job. The message was clear. No need to overdo.

Awesomely good little blaxploitation jewel features more stilted 70s fashion, gun violence, and pimp/whore sensationalism than possibly any other example of its subgenre.Inner-city King-Pimp leads an exhausting double life...by day, he's your average, picket-fence suburban family man with a mild nature. Surrounded each night by beautiful hookers eager to "treat him right", he declines each shapely temptation and remains faithful to his wife(who is unaware of what his real "job" is). As reticent a character as this man may seem, don't doubt for an instant that there is a mean-streets edge that comes shining through when necessary roughness is condign for maintaining order within the ghetto underbelly.A plentitude of hard-ass action and snap-crackle dialog make CANDY TANGERINE MAN one of blaxploitation's best...a technically on-the-ball production for a movie of its breed, but not at all lacking in glorious B-grade edginess.Recommended 7.5/10

A FILM NOT TO BE MISSED! This is a bigger than bizarre (poor directing on a shoe-string) style of a movie. Totally and most wholeheartedly WELL WORTH WATCHING for all the wrong dum-ass reasons. Gangster hot heads and stiff pimping galore. Staring John Daniels as super-hero style pimp, 'THE BARRON.' A respected, well known family man by day and by night becomes a money making slap ma "HOSE" dood, with attitude. This film has it all. Jokes in all the wright places and jokes in all the wrong places. Classic ahead of its time, obscene language. Witty lines like, 'Mr B is gona run the 1-2-3....' or 'You xxxxxxxx xxxx xxxxxx xxxx xxxx you were gona xxxx xx xxx xxxx, I did it...' The movie concludes with a pure GUNSMOKE ending. THE BARON finally reveals he to has more moves than ever expected. (SEE POSTER)

Mack daddy by night. Suburban grass-cutter, pipe-smoker, and front-porch-newspaper-picker-upper by day. THE CANDY TANGERINE MAN is, among other things, a turning of ghetto romanticization on its ear: this King Player really likes the quiet of the suburbs more than the yowls of his stable. This movie is no one-liner, however: it doesn't just dabble in outrageous situations, it bats them out of the park. This movie cost about nineteen cents and is known only to diehards. Spread the cult.

One of the more imaginative Blaxploitation films I've seen... This movie would make a good Windows theme, with dialogue where a "chalky, honkey" cue ball is blamed for the loss of a bet, and the CTM's car is a Rolls with painted-on flames and pop-up machine gun headlights (the scene where those are revealed is truly the high point of the whole movie). The whole "slum superhero" bit has been done before, but never quite as comically. If your video store doesn't at least have "The Mack" don't even bother looking for this one.