In the Words of Rick O’Connell…”Not These Guys Again!”
The Mummy, starring the always feisty Tom Cruise, was released around the same time as the box-office-smash Wonder Woman. Still, and despite some less than stellar reviews, it managed to do pretty well financially, raking in over 300 million buckaroos. So, did it deserve all that dough?
Last week, Josh (the hubby) and I decided to go out to eat as a special treat/date night on the weekend. He asked me if there were any good movies playing that we could catch.
I mentally ran through the list of movies that were out and, as we had already seen Wonder Woman, I said there was nothing else to see right now.
Later, though, I pulled up the current movie listings on my phone, just in case I had forgotten one.
“Oi!” I squealed to him. “There is one we could go see. The Mummy!”
He nodded his affirmation, and our journey began shortly after.
Now, before we fall even further down this tomb (hehe), I have a confession: I sometimes like bad movies. Sometimes, I’m perfectly fine with telling the critics exactly where they can shove it and enjoying myself anyway.
15% score on Rotten Tomatoes, you don’t scare me. Well, you scare me a little.
Okay, onto the hieroglyphic-splattered nitty gritty… (I really need to stop that)
Here’s another confession: I am very critical and unforgiving of remakes. I mean, unless you just reinvigorate the story in awesome ways (which does happen sometimes), then I don’t really see the point.
That being said, I don’t really see this as a remake of the Brendan Frasier campy-but-lovable version. It’s a very different story and, apart from having a mummy and being associated with Egypt and curses, there are very few parallels to be made between the two.
Here’s a quick rundown of the plot: As told through flashbacks, an up and coming Egyptian princess, next in line as Pharoah, is stripped of her succession when her father has a male child. So, she sells her soul and makes a deal with the evil god Set, granting her power and him a physical form. But the ritual is interrupted by some guards, she is killed and mummified and cursed. 5,000 or so years later, Tom’s Cruise’s incredibly witty character awakens her and she wreaks havoc for the rest of the film.
Okay, you’re up to speed. Let me also mention that I am not a very big Tom Cruise film. I know he’s a pretty stellar action star but…meh. That’s about all I ever say about his movies (apart from this one and this one, which are absolute gems!).
A re-invigorated storyline: Love it or hate it, this movie did not copy its predecessor. It took an old story and made it into something new, and I always appreciate that.
Pacing: I read a few critical reviews of this part because, apparently, some people got confused between the modern setting and the flashback scenes. I, however, did not have this problem and followed the narrative without trouble, so I feel like this part was fine.
Acting: Here’s where we move into…grayer territory. Despite a pretty cool supporting cast, and a really awesome villain, it’s pretty clear that Tom Cruise is meant to be the focal point. Does he live up to it? Well…yes, and no.
Tom Cruise isn’t a bad actor. He’s won plenty of awards and (most of the time, anyway) seems to receive praise. But he’s basically become his own stereotype. A hunky, and somewhat silly, playboy type character with sometimes questionable morals but a soft and good heart underneath? Yeah, I won’t lie. it’s starting to get a little old.
Okay, this is probably the reason I’m not a big Tom Cruise fan. He branches out occasionally, but most of the time, all of his characters are the same person with different names.
But I digress.
Okay, here’s the mummified elephant in the room that we need to talk about with this movie: THE HUMOR.
It’s become more and more of a “thing” in recent years to start blending in humor with action and even horror films, and this film is no different. At various times, it elicits humorous little quips from Tom Cruise or other characters and bases a lot of humor on the interaction between the two characters (particularly Tom Cruise and his lady friend, who revealed in the first scene we met her in that Mr. Cruise only lasts an average of fifteen seconds. Yeah.)
So, the humor is normal and expected, eh?
This film had some of the most AWKWARDLY TIMED HUMOR I HAVE EVER SEEN IN A FILM IN MY LIFE.
How about Tom Cruise pinned to an altar, with said pissed-off Mummy lady on top of him in all her evil glory and about to sacrifice him to complete her ritual and, yet, he begins uncontrollably giggling because, in her efforts to prepare him for his impalement, she is inadvertently tickling him?
I can’t tell you how many times I leaned over in the theatre and whispered to Josh things like:
“Wait, am I supposed to be laughing?”
“Was that supposed to be scary or funny, I couldn’t tell?”
“What genre is this again?”
Ugh. So odd.
Was this a good movie? Er, no, not really. I can see why the critics had a field day with it. The plot, while unique and enjoyable, was sloppy and (at times) a bit unfocused.
I loved it. I know, I know.
Kat, are you high? Crazy?
No to the first question, yes to the second.
But that has nothing to do with it. This is one of those times where I chuck the critical reviews out the window and enjoy myself regardless. Also, since I confessed at the beginning that I sometimes like bad movies, that maybe should have given you a clue of where I was going with this.
Did you guys see it? What say you?