The Mummy: A Disastrous and Mindless Mish Mash
Movie Review by Trijai Nerthi (Rocheston Certified Movie Critic)
The Mummy’s prequels weren’t really innovative but they were as fun as monster movies could get. Audiences were served a popcorn thriller that jiggled their nerved with earth-shattering CGI. This Mummy reboot however just serves up chaos or boredom in plenty. You wouldn’t know what’s more infuriating, the dripping superficiality? The borrowed plot points? Or the rushed and tedious execution? Maybe its bits and pieces of everything that comes together as one of the dullest movies of the year.
Nick Morton (Tom Cruise) is an ex-military looter who with his loony sidekick Chris (Jake Johnson) raids an antiquities site in Iraq. When their theft goes wrong, they call an air strike on the small village in Iraq and as a terrifying aftermath, a mysterious tomb lies excavated. With the help of archaeologist Dr. Jenny Halsey (Annabelle Wallis), they discover that the tomb that was excavated belongs to the deadly Ahmanet (Sofia Boutella), whose purpose now is to occupy Nick’s body and destroy the world.
Firstly, using the Iraqi Air-strike just to up the fictional thrill factor is quite distasteful and insensitive of the director. Furthermore, the way this film mindlessly wades through one plot point after another just to get it all over with is so maddening to witness. Every single moment in The Mummy either feels rushed or tends to hint at the possibility of another gigantic sequel. After being a witness to this god-awful disaster, a sequel that follows the same path as this one is bound to be much worse than a shipwreck.
As the cast ham their way through the film, you wait for at least one exciting sequence, you wait to experience any kind of thrills or chills, but till the very end, it never arrives. For a monster film thriving on action, The Mummy’s action is nothing but borrowed pieces of overused dullness. As Ahmanet unleashes her power and begins to destroy the world, all you can think of is her character’s resemblance to a super-heroic villain rather than staying true to her character as an eerie mummy. Even at that moment, the ceiling-shattering action is never pulsating, all that captures your attention is the flawed characterization sitting across and staring right at you.
With the rapid advancement of technology, only intellectual twists can excite or enthrall a viewer and this little logic, The Mummy never understands. As you witness the unraveling of chaotic plot twists, you can’t help but wonder if the team of writers just sat together in a room and wrote down every little reference that came to their mind to result in this senseless mish-mash.
Tom Cruise is insignificant to this mindless film. Even if you take him out of this disastrous equation, no one will ever notice him gone. This is how stupid his characterization in the film is. To make matters worse, the characterization of Jenny Halsey played by Annabelle Wallis is sexist. Most of her screen-time is spent playing the damsel in distress. Russell Crowe’s role resembles that of a parody. So, no matter how hard he tires, he can never be taken seriously.
The CGI and visual storytelling aren’t mind blogging either. Everything about this film spells out sub-standard entertainment in red-colored, capital letters.
On the whole, The Mummy is a mindless excuse for a film. You’re safe just as long as you stay away from this disastrous mish-mash.