The Mummy, another horror film from director Carl Freund, already famous for his masterpiece Dracula, was seen by me as a very funny comedy.
The Egyptian priest Imhotep comes back to life after 3700 years and, meeting an Englishwoman Helen Grovesvenor, recognizes in her his beloved, who died of illness forty centuries ago.
The only one in the cast who once again stands out is Boris Karloff. As always, terribly dark and vicious. Everyone else's performance is less than average. The reaction of a young archeologist at the very beginning of the film to a rebellious mummy - very unnatural, hysterical laughter - stands out.
I was a little disappointed with the script. Why is everything so crumpled, as if in a hurry? Why is the heroine, falling under the influence of hypnosis, does not go straight to the museum of antiquities, where Imhotep is waiting for her, and wanders into the closet, and even then catches a cab? The whole thing looks very comical.
But nevertheless, comparing this "horror movie" with "The Mask of Fu Manchu", a horror movie released the same year, it's worth noting how much higher "The Mummy" is on the level. It can be safely called a worthy classic, though with some shortcomings, quite forgivable against the background of the age of the film.