Review of The Mummy's Tomb (1942) by Wes S — 14 Oct 2014

Shambling briskly toward Z-Moviedom, this Hand follow-up finds the Mummy in America and horror fans filing for the door. Of the two preceding chapters, The Mummy's Hand shouldn't have been the one to receive a sequel...but it strangely and sadly does. In this proto-slasher film that brings the 'story' stateside, some much-needed humor goes the way of the Sphinx and the Mummy becomes a molasses-slow forebear to Jason Vorhees or Michael Myers.

In this unrated continuation of the Universal horror series, a high priest (George Zucco) travels to America with the living mummy Kharis (Lon Chaney, Jr.) to kill all those who had desecrated the tomb of the Egyptian princess Ananka 30 years earlier.

From what brainless depth do the screenwriters keep dredging up these crazy cultists willing to enact revenge using a murderous rag doll? Someway somehow, a Canadian actor (George Zucco) assumes this role in the form of a racist Egyptian caricature. The leads from the preceding chapter return, only this time in poor elderly make-up so that their characters can get unceremoniously bumped off one-by-one. What? It doesn't count as spoilers if the script is awful, does it?

Bottom line: Grave Mistake.