Some day we’ll learn not to desecrate the tombs of Egypt, hopefully that’s never in my lifetime. A small expedition, funded by selfish blowhard Stanley Preston, has just discovered the final resting place of the boy prince Kah-to-Bey. Ignoring the aggressive warning of the “keeper of the tomb” Hasmid, the English gentleman unearths the body of the small heir to the throne of Egypt and also a fatal curse. The mummy of the prince’s loyal slave (discovered a few years prior), Prem, is summoned back to life by Hasmid and begins doing away with the group that disturbed his tomb. There’s not much difference when it comes to mummy flicks and this one follows the familiar plot. Luckily there’s a slew of memorable characters, some nasty deaths (nothing graphic but still mean as all hell), a large sympathetic role for the criminally underutilized Michael Ripper, and a lame, yet somehow effective mummy costume we get to see plenty of. The major benefit is that the film takes place completely in Egypt (realized well enough with some fine set work) and never really drags. You may not get the same mileage out of it that I did because I fucking love mummy flicks.
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