During an archaeological dig, the mummified
remains of the Egyptian high priest Imhotep were uncovered and then
mysteriously disappeared. During a dig a decade later a strange man directs
British archaeologists where to dig for the tomb of a Princess. Unbeknownst to
the British father and son on both digs, the two exhibitions are intertwined,
as the strange man who directed them to the Princess’s tomb is the mummy
Imhotep that vanished a decade ago. He walks amongst them with a plan to
resurrect the soul of his true love, currently residing in the love interest of
one of the archeologists.
Remade in the ‘90s into that classic Brendan Fraser
action movie where he says that great line “looks to me like you’re on the
wrong side of the ri-ver!”, The Mummy
is another classic in Universal’s monster movie canon, depicting the story of
yet another monster who is haunted and tormented by love.
The idea of the
walking dead is something that recurs within the horror genre time and time
again, namely in the form of vampires or zombies. Very rarely do we see a
‘horror’ movie about mummies, which is a shame because a lot of the practices
of the ancient Egyptians, as well as the fantastic and terrible stories of
their gods and goddesses, lay the foundations for some really good scares.
Whilst this movie focuses on the horror of something dead that has managed to
walk about amongst living men for over a decade with a purpose to leech the
soul of his love out of the body of a living woman, it’s not so much about the
scares as the romance.
Imhotep is a character that can arguably sit amongst
cinematic icons that have suffered for love: Romeo, Jack from Titanic, Christian from Moulin Rouge!, and even Jareth the
Goblin King. This guy goes through being buried alive and the resurrection,
using copious amounts of hypnotism and ancient murdering powers that sap away
his strength, and the horror of having to kill his love in order to free her
soul. That’s a hell of an endurance trial, making Imhotep one of the most
romantic guys in cinema…to some degree.
Boris Karloff stars as the Mummy
himself and he’s pretty damned wonderful. A step up from the droning and
sadness of Frankenstein’s monster, Karloff delivers a performance that is
romantic, eloquent, hypnotizing, and eerie as hell. His lines are all spoken in
a very dark and oddly dreamy way, but it’s the hypnotizing sequences where he
really shines.
Of course, this effect goes hand in hand with the wonderful job
that the makeup department did in making his skin the texture of paper and sand
and sinking the eyes so much that when the lights hits them for the hypnotizing
scenes, it’s really creepy.
And then hand in hand with makeup are the wizards
in the costume department who created some truly beautiful pieces that Karloff
and Zita Johann get to wear. Seriously, beautiful!
Starring David Manners, Arthur Byron, Edward Van Sloan, Bramwell Feltcher,
Noble Johnson, Kathryn Byron, Leonard Mudie, and James Crane, The Mummy is another mesmerizing black and
white monster movie of sophistication and suavity.
Filled with action,
hypnosis, drama, murder, suspense, and romance, it’s really very lovely.
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