Review – The Mummy’s Shroud

I want to like mummy movies. I really do. And if they can just meet me halfway, I can muster at least a little affection for them. I’m not picky. Give me a new twist on the old back-from-the-dead-to-carry-out-a-curse plot. Give me a character other than the usual cadre of tomb-robbing Brits and sinister Egyptians. Hell, just give me a mummy that’s interesting to look at. Sadly, this production manages to fail on all counts. The mummy himself is particularly disappointing. He looks like a tall man in a white ski mask and jumpsuit. Hammer’s finest hour this ain’t. See if desperate