The cynical attempt to copy the superhero formula is evident through the action-heavy approach. Although the energetic early scenes in Iraq are well directed by Alex Kurtzman - in particular a zero-G plane sequence - a film based on an iconic horror property should try to create atmospheric tension and at least an iota of fear. Even Brendan 'Where is he now?' Fraser's adventure/horror trilogy had some scares; Kurtzman's film should remember its roots rather than capitalise on recent trends.
Sofia Boutella makes for a good antagonist as the life-sucking, seductive title character trying to bring the God of Death into host Nick's body. As Nick, Tom Cruise does his usual mixture of stunts, running and passable emoting, but his character arc of 'rogue-redeeming-himself' feels beyond obvious. But don't worry! Annabelle Wallis plays his love interest. A love interest so mediocre, you'll wonder how she's managed to put several Hollywood films under her belt in recent years. In addition to these somewhat unappetising stars, there's the aggressive, mood-shifting monster that is...Russell Crowe. Coincidentally also playing a mood-shifting monster, who injects some intrigue before the film falls apart at a cop-out finale.
The key flaw with The Mummy is levity. Nick's best friend (Jake Johnson) ends up becoming an unintentional An American Werewolf in London homage, and certain moments that should be played seriously for maximum terror are completely undercut by misguided 'humour'. If it wasn't lazy, predictable comedy and could slap even a slight smile on your face, it would be forgivable, but as it stands, the resentful grudge stays. Guardians of the Galaxy this is not.
For a reboot of the original shared universe (see Frankenstein meets the Wolfman), it should do better.
TWO AND A BIT STARS. You're up next, Javier Bardem.
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