So I’ve just seen the Mummy (1999) for the first time, somehow, after 25 years of being alive and loving adventure/fantasy/historical fiction films and I.
I LOVED IT.
Sure, it’s goofy and the CGI is a bit horrid, but I still loved it.
I loved the characters, I loved the gorgeous sets, I loved how EARNEST it is. It’s truly such a fun film, and I’m kicking myself for not watching it sooner.
And it’s FUNNY! Beni and Rick had me cackling. Look at Brendan’s face in this scene:
And then he’s on the WRONG SIDE OF THE RI-VER!
Also really loved the relationships between the characters. Jonathan and Evy have such a sweet sibling dynamic. They genuinely love and support each other, and that’s really refreshing.
Just Jonathan in general is delightful, honestly.
Love ya, dude.
Also everyone is so hot??? I even thought Imhotep was handsome, and I’m usually put off by bald men (sorry fellas). Look how cute Evy is!!!
BUT. Ardeth Bay? Holy shit. He is GORGEOUS. Legitimately have never seen a man who’s so beautiful. Big time crush happening over here.
I looked up Oded Fehr and he’s actually still gorgeous, it’s ridiculous.
Dude. Are you kidding me??? LOOK at him.
Anyway, really loved this movie and can’t wait to get sucked into the fandom!
25 years ago I was born but, more importantly, 25 years ago The Mummy was released. Had a lil rewatch and the smile has not left my face.
First things first, thank you to the cast for awakening my bisexuality. Secondly, Evie is my hero and one of the first female characters I saw growing up that was not only doing a job I daydreamed about but was a badass as well as a librarian. Thirdly, Brendan Fraser…. No one is hotter than you or will ever be. You’re everyone’s type. You’re THE type. Each individual lock of hair on your head deserves its own room in a 5 star hotel. The clothes on your skin as Rick make me want to burn down the entire fashion industry for never being good enough, for never matching the standards you set. Fourthly, Jonathan……. You’re a cash-hungry kook and I will always appreciate you for it. Fifthly, Ardeth Bay… Ardeth Bay…….. Ardeth Bay…………… baby girl……………… you’re gay. You saw a white man trudge through the desert after being in a forbidden city and instead of killing him, as you would do with anyone else, you let him go. The second you saw him the next time your first words were “he’s strong”. When you first came face to face with him and his gun, you walked away AFTER you disarmed him. Then, you ran into mummy zombies to give your boyfriend time to save his girlfriend. Then you came back to say goodbye. You’re gay, son. And you made Rick gay for you too. Sixthly, Imhotep I hate you but in the kinkiest way possible. It’s giving screaming-“fuck you”-just-to-get-you-to-fuck-me vibes and I wouldn’t expect anything less unhinged from myself. Seventhly… Anck-Su-Namun, I too would raise hell and bring every plague to earth if it meant getting to spend time with you. Never seen a hotter human being in my entire liFE. Lastly…. Given that The Mummy has had two perfect movies, I’m still waiting for the final part of this incomplete trilogy. I am a patient child. I will wait forever.
I've come to the conclusion that every great fictional team needs at least 1 (ONE) unhinged American on it for that certain je ne sais pas that really makes a story pop. It's Rick O'Connell in The Mummy, John Crichton in Farscape, Jack Harkness in Doctor Who/Torchwood, Quincey Morris in Dracula.
Too many Americans and it gets a bit much, but one insane stars-and-stripes man who starts fights, makes bad plans, gets the shit kicked out of him, loves his partners and tells jokes no-one else gets is what you really need to make something special.
The dog is not Rick. I'm stating categorically and in no uncertain terms as a scientist and as a human being... no dog can come back to Earth and be Rick.