Curse Of The Mummy’s Tomb
Curse Of The Mummy’s Tomb (1964) Rewatch? ✅
Not really the biggest fan of the other Hammer mummy films (they’re a bit bland) but I’ll make an exception for Curse because it’s just incredibly silly. Every cliche in the book finds a home here and just when you think it can’t get any sillier, there’s the reveal of who really dunnit and it’s off the charts no fucks given stuff.
It doesn’t get any less silly a reveal after the five gazillionth watch either, it cracks me up each and every time. Like, just why. WHY.
En route though, the mummy is pretty menacing. The “in sarcophagus” view is a great piece of monster vision, there’s some nifty murderings and the bit where George Pastell’s character confronts the mummy and … oh, I won’t spoil it. It’s great. It’s the usual George Pastell schtick but the scene is so well done, the faces on the rest of the cast giving it a visible “ooh, that had to hurt” oof, bless ‘em all. Every last one of them.
Obviously, it’s got its fair share of dodge too and it’s pretty boot polish heavy for the first quarter, thankfully lessened once the mummy is in motion and off on its murdering spree. I mean, there’s nothing that isn’t pretty much par for the course for a mummy film but it’s still there all the same.
I do love it regardless and had a ball watching it again. Glad I went for it.