When I first heard that a movie called The Mummy was coming out, I was appalled. Although I’m usually optimistic regarding potential remakes and reboots, a line must be drawn somewhere. Ready to loft my pitchfork, light my torch, and blast “The Mob Song” from Beauty and the Beast at the idea that anyone could remake the iconic 1999 Brendan Fraser and Rachel Weisz film, I sat down to watch the trailer. Two minutes and change later, I found myself confused rather than angry.
I love 1999’s The Mummy, but that wasn’t always the case. While I now consider it a delightfully campy, appropriately spooky, and surprisingly empowering movie, I used to be so terrified of it that I had trouble looking at the posters. You know the ones, with the big scary sand-mummy sandstorm? I dunno, I was nine and they freaked me the fuck out. Add onto that the gruesome murders in the movie’s prologue and I was officially Not Into It.
Eventually I made it through the movie (applying a pillow as a shield between me and the flesh-eating scarabs as necessary) and realized that it was actually a hell of a fun ride.
On paper, the Mummy franchise looks like a really, really D-class set of movies. The first movie only has a 55% rating on Rotten Tomatoes, and the second one has a 47% rating. (And the third movie, you ask? Well, there was never a third movie, so I can’t answer that.) The dialogue is pretty hokey, the plot is pretty over-the-top, and the CGI effects are… regrettable. However, I’ve always loved the franchise, and when I found out that it was getting a reboot in 2017, I had to rewatch the first two movies. For a movie that was released in 1999, The Mummy (and the 2001 sequel The Mummy Returns) did a much better job with its female character than many movies do today. Despite the fact that it’s set in the 1920s, the franchise both allows Evy to be the protagonist and engages with her gender without turning her into a stereotype.
As a kid, one of my favorite movies growing up was The Mummy (and its sequel, The Mummy Returns. It had no other sequels). I was drawn in by its pseudo-Egyptian mythos, but I stayed for its protagonist, Evelyn O’Connell (neé Carnahan). Evy was a fantastic, formative protagonist—she was driven, brilliant, and altogether too reckless for her family’s liking, and despite some scenes where the movies tried their best to make a damsel out of her, she’s a character I return to again and again as an example of great writing.
With all that in mind, today’s fic is a charming story about Evy and Rick O’Connell in between the events of the movies. The Mummy franchise is filled with timeskips, so the fic has a lot to expand on. We start in 1926 Cairo, as the O’Connells get married, and follow them through their adventures, their careers, the Second World War, and the rest of their lives together.
I’ve had an atrocious Monday and I’m going to be a pessimist and assume you all did too. Here’s an awesome video that is both a mashup of pop songs and a mashup of sci-fi awesome things. Hope it makes your day a little bit better (as it did mine).