Coming up next is the third segment of this most unique movie review.
It’s Part Three of The Mummy’s Hand! (The B-Movie Review, that is.) 🙂
Here’s where we left off.
This angers his daughter, Marta, because that dough was supposed to buy tickets on the next boat home.
Unfortunately, not having guardianship rights over her dear old Dad and since he’s of sound mind (or at least as sound as Cecil Kellaway can manage), the money is no longer available.
So Indiana Steve, his sidekick Babe Goof, Solvani, and his daughter (who initially was led to believe Indiana and Babe were frauds after talking to Obi Wan Bug-Eyes, the creepy guy from the Cairo Museum — and the opening scene where he climbs the 39+ steps), embark on a Great Expedition in search of the Hill of the Seven Jackasses (sp?). And they do some digging and — lo and behold! — they find what appears to be a mailbox embedded into a wall of solid-packed dirt. Well, one thing leads to another (forgive me if I’m light on the details — I was so busy imagining a much better movie) and — voila! — they find the Mummy’s tomb, complete with Mummy Dearest, plus a cool stash of tana leaves. But no sign of Princess Anakin Skywalker (whose friends all call her Ananka).
Somewhere along the line (perhaps during one of those nights at the camp site, when the jackasses send up a howl or two in the wah-de-do moonlight), Bug-Eyed Obi Wan preps some tana leaf tea and gently drips the substance into the Mummy’s mouth. And what a surprise Obi Wan Zucco has in store for Dr. Rob Petrie Dish.
I’ll recreate the moment for you:
INT. — MUMMY’S CAVE — NIGHT
Obi Wan and Petrie Dish stand near the Mummy laid out on a rectangular stone block.
Obi Wan drips tana tea into the Mummy’s mouth.
Check his pulse.
Petrie Dish feels the Mummy’s wrist. He appears alarmed.
Is that a pulse?
Holy fucking shit!
Okay, not really. But close!
The Mummy rises and moves toward Petrie Dish, bearing down on him. At that point, it’s farewell to Dr. Petrie Dish, who never really stood a chance. Then, before you can say “abracadabra”, the Mummy vanishes down a convenient corridor.
One last part to come! 🙂
PS: My eternal thanks to Svengoolie for the inspiration! 🙂