Lee Cronin’s The Mummy and all the images you see in this review are owned by Warner Bros Picutres
Directed by Lee Cronin
I feel like it’s been a minute since we’ve had a really good Mummy movie. Sure, they tried with that Tom Cruise movie from a few years back, but when was the last time we had a movie about a Mummy that was genuinely creepy? Has it really been since the Hammer film from the late fifties that a Mummy movie was trying to be a suspenseful horror film and not an action comedy? Thankfully, we’ve got good ol’ Blumhouse to bring these old monsters to life with small budgets; necessitating creativity and atmosphere over flashy effects and endless spectacle. Does this put the Mummy back in its rightful place as a horror icon, or is this yet another failed attempt to make the concept relevant without Boris Karloff, Peter Cushing, or Brendan Fraser? Let’s find out!!
Charlie (Jack Reynor) is an investigative reporter who’s been assigned to Cairo and brought his family along for the adventure. Of course, this being Egypt in a horror movie, one of their kids Katie (Emily Mitchell and Natalie Grace) is kidnapped and mummified. It’s not until eight years later that the sarcophagus is discovered and Katie is miraculously still alive, though seems to be in pretty rough shape. Unable to talk, walk, or even eat on her own, Charlie and his wife Larissa (Laia Costa) decide to take her home to the US and see if some bedrest will fix her horrifying condition. Needless to say that there’s more going on than just dehydration and sunburns, and things start to go wild as Katie awakens to whatever power the mummification had granted her. Why was Katie chosen to be mummified, and is there anything left of Katie now that she’s free from her bindings? What horrors will this family contend with in trying to save their daughter from whatever malevolent force is driving her? Is it just me, or does this sound nothing like a Mummy movie? Did an intern mix up a couple different scripts and no one even noticed?
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