Review – The Mummy’s Ghost

Mummies are scary. Ghosts are scary. So a mummy’s ghost should be double scary, right? Apparently not. Perhaps the two cancelled each other out rather than doubling up. Or perhaps the problem was that there’s a mummy here, but he doesn’t really seem to be a ghost of any kind. In any event, at this point I’ve lost track of which 40s-era mummy movie is a sequel to which other 40s-era mummy movie. I think this is a sequel to something, but it’s hard to be sure exactly to what without checking the timeline. And I’m too lazy to do research on a movie that isn’t any better than this. Once again Lon Chaney Jr. shambles about in search of tomb-defiling archaeologists, his mummy makeup sporting an especially inappropriate haircut. Just about the only notable feature of this episode is John Carradine’s entry into the White Guys Who Don’t Look Ethnic Just Because They’re Slathered With Makeup Hall of Fame. Beyond that, however, this is distinguished from every other cheap, black-and-white mummy movie ever made is the usual downer of an ending. See if desperate