I love The Mummy. I love the 1932 film (seriously, it was my favourite film as a kid), I love the 1959 version, and I bloody adore the 1999 version. It’s fun, it’s funny, the actors are universally great and obviously having a blast, and Brendan Fraser is a hot guy in period clothes. So is Oded Fehr. So is Arnold Vosloo (though in fewer clothes).
he knew himself a villain—but he deem’d the rest no better than the thing he seem’d; and scorn’d the best as hypocrites who hid those deeds the bolder spirit plainly did. he knew himself detested, but he knew the hearts that loath’d him, crouch’d and dreaded too. lone, wild, and strange, he stood alike exempt from all affection and from all contempt.