In true sequel fashion, "The Mummy Returns," the first big-budget follow-up
to 1999's box office smash, "The Mummy," is notably bigger and more
extravagant. It's also flashier, has superior CGI visual effects, courtesy of
Industrial Light & Magic, and gorgeous cinematography, taking full, wise use
of its incredible vistas and myriad settings (including the desert, the
jungle, and London). The whole enterprise, rumored to have cost $100-million,
certainly tries hard to top its predecessor, but it ultimately ends up being
no better, which also means it simply isn't very good.
Set in 1933, roughly ten years after they first escaped the wrath of the
mummified Imhotep (Arnold Vosloo), adventurer Rick O'Connell (Brendan Fraser)
has gotten married to Egyptologist Evelyn (Rachel Weisz) and had a son,
precocious 8-year-old Alex (Freddie Boath). While on an innocent expedition
in search of a mystical bracelet, they inexplicably set into motion the
resurrection of Imhotep, who once again will stop at nothing to be with his
equally dead true love, Anck-Su-Namun (Patricia Valezquez). Lucky for
Imhotep, Anck-Su-Namun has been reincarnated, and all that is missing in
order for the two to be together is her soul, still trapped within the tombs
of Hamunaptra. Meanwhile, Imhotep's henchmen catch wind of the bracelet,
which Alex puts on and can't get off, setting out to kidnap him away from his
parents. It is only Alex, it seems, who knows of the whereabouts of The
Scorpion King (The Rock), whose remains hold the power to ruling the world.
The inevitably convoluted plot of "The Mummy Returns," written and directed
by Stephen Sommers, is a passable one, but also offers up one gaping
suspension of disbelief after another. As previously mentioned, the film is
far larger in scope than "The Mummy," including an endless parade of mummies,
dog-like creatures, scarabs (flesh-eating bugs), and even a giant scorpion.
Several plagues are also put into motion, with a monstrous wall of water that
chases after the protagonists a standout in visual effects. Still, so much of
the picture is CGI creations that it often is more akin to viewing a video
game rather than a live-action movie. In today's world, so much film work is
done on computers that it is rare to see an astounding visual based on simple
make-up effects, which are undoubtedly more effective.
All of the surviving cast members of the first film return in "The Mummy
Returns," which does work in its favor. It is enjoyable to see all of the
characters again, and several of them play a more prominent part this time
around, particularly Arnold Vosloo, as Imhotep, and the radiant Patricia
Velazquez, as Anck-Su-Namun. Brendan Fraser and Rachel Weisz are also back as
thrill-seeking lovebirds Rick and Evelyn, and fill their roles with the same
sort of gusto as they did before. The romance works well under the confines
of the story, although it is a shame that Fraser is given a continuous stream
of one-liners every time he opens his mouth. While "The Mummy" successfully
mixed camp with drama, "The Mummy Returns" tries too hard, and comes off, at
times, painfully unfunny. Oded Fehr, as good-guy ally Ardeth Bay, and John
Hannah, as Evelyn's brother, Jonathan, round out the returnees.
In first-time outings, newcomer Freddie Boath plays young Alex O'Connell, and
while he avoids the curse of annoying child performers, he has trouble with
the more emotional scenes. At one point, he goes from crying and being upset,
to smiling and being joyful, within a second's time. Also in his feature-film
debut, WWF wrestler The Rock makes a cameo as The Scorpion King, and proves
why he wasn't originally trained as an actor. The fact that a prequel is
currently being made about The Rock's character is horrifying in itself.
The major beef I have with "The Mummy Returns" is the same one I had with the
original. In Universal Studios' quest for attracting the widest mass audience
it can garner, it has stripped away the main purpose of the mummy legend: to
frighten. Unfortunately, "The Mummy Returns"--less violent than "One Night at
McCools," less suspenseful than "Driven," and less bloody than even "Bridget
Jones's Diary"-- is never scary. Rightfully knowing that our heroes are all
going to live before the first frame flickers on the screen also eases much
of the tension that might have been there, had we ever been given the chance
to feel like the good guys were really in danger. "The Mummy Returns" is
going to make infinitely more money than I am ever going to see in a
lifetime, and it saddens me. Not because I'm never going to make hundreds of
millions of dollars, mind you, but because this particular movie doesn't
deserve it.
Copyright © 2001 Dustin Putman