Les Maléfices de la momie

Unlike Fisher's film, this loose sequel is so lifelessly static. The overwhelming majority of the runtime is on a not very interesting conversational plane, the Egyptian line (strange, garishly coloured sets) is rather sloppy and stitched together by two locations. The act of revenge by the strangely tarted-up mummy, who doesn't appear until 20 minutes before the end, is pretty routine, though Carreras tries to embellish it in two scenes of ominously hovering mist. Even the 30 years older Mummy had a more sinister edge, here the stuntman moves so strangely under the bandages that I just don't believe him – bood old Christopher Lee. Unfortunately, what you will remember the most is the terrible performances of two characters: Jeanne Roland is completely bloodless, with no believable emotions, she can only manage a Diblical pout, and Fred Clark as the profiteering businessman is so terribly overacted that he ruins every scene he appears in. In the words of Miloš Kopecký: if I were a director, I would love to "make him unemployed" :o) (27/09/2021)

Well, if I gave 40% to the first film, I just can't go higher in this case. It's similarly low quality, although I might have liked the story better. The acting performances here are sometimes even laughable, especially with that foreign accent; it's a tragedy. But the film still maintains some level of quality, and it's watchable. But the mummy is not going to be my favorite monster in these movies. (18/01/2016)