Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

June 16, 2017

Dear Everyone:

My laptop, Oberon, has begun to show a bit of a personality quirk.  At first, it was barely noticeable; but lately it has become just short of tiresome.

When I want to look something up on the Internet, it seems to take forever.  Usually, in Wikipedia, as soon as I begin to type in a subject to search, the system begins to helpfully display possible matches.  But lately, nothing.

At first, I blamed the wireless modem.  Naturally.  However, I also have a 2-in-1 tablet, Petruchio, who doesn’t seem to have the same problem.  In fact, when I set them up more or less side by side, and did the same exact search, Petruchio happily displayed the search results almost immediately, while Oberon just kept whirling.  And whirling.  And whirling.

I went back to my Gadget Log and found that I had bought Oberon just a year ago because the previous laptop had lost its wireless transceiver.  Rather than wait until it became an emergency, I decided to check out laptops at the nearby Really Big Office Supply Warehouse Store.

I found a very nice new computer on sale for $130 off the original asking price.  Tentatively nicknamed “Hermione”.  Oberon appears to be sensing the competition, even though Hermione is still in the box, because he’s trying very hard to respond more quickly.  We shall see.

In the meantime, “Jeannie” and I decided to take in a movie last weekend, the first in quite a while.  It was The Mummy.  Again.

The first Mummy movie, made in 1932, was set in 1921, just a year before Carter’s discovery of the tomb of Tutankhamun, also known as “King Tut”.  It was the usual Hollywood hodgepodge of anything-vaguely-Egyptian, with Boris Karloff as Imhotep, a priest who committed some sacrilege and was “mummified alive” for a forbidden love.  It followed the usual Hollywood nonsense, ignoring the fact that the first step in mummification was to remove the internal organs, including the brain.

Nevertheless, Imhotep was accidentally, magically brought back to life and immediately set about searching for his lost love.  Ultimately he was defeated.  It was a big hit.

So naturally the studio churned out sequel after sequel.  The Mummy’s Hand (1940).  The Mummy’s Tomb (1942).  The Mummy’s Curse (1944).  The Mummy’s Ghost (1944).  Return of the Ghost of the Mummy’s Hand…  You get the picture.

Then things quieted down for a while until the late 1950’s, when a new production company, Hammer Films, decided to (excuse the expression) resurrect a lot of the old horror movies like Frankenstein, Dracula, The Wolf Man and (you guessed it) The Mummy.  In color!  And with much better production values.

Of course it helped that all these subjects were pretty much in the public domain, which made rewriting everything easier.  Plus, no royalties to pay.  The Hammer Horror films were fun for a while, then the public lost interest again.

Fast forward a few decades and another studio decided to produce yet another remake of The Mummy, this time with Brendan Fraser and Rachel Weisz.  And with computer-generated special effects that would have blown Boris Karloff out of the water if he hadn’t passed away thirty years earlier.

Again, Imhotep and long-lost love, this time with lots of bullets and creepy little scarabs (beetles).  And again, the good guys won.  And, again, lots of sequels.  Rachel did one, then dropped out of the franchise.  Fraser, who was born the year before Karloff died, continued for another, then wisely decided to let “younger” actors take over.

And now, the “New! And Improved!” Mummy stars Tom Cruise, along with Russell Crowe, in an attempt to reboot the franchise.  But there are a few problems.

First:  Tom Cruise is actually older than Fraser.  In fact, he’s in his fifties.  So the usual devil-may-care boyish charm doesn’t quite work these days.  What is Cruise doing in this movie?  Maybe he needs the money.  After all, he has a lot of ex-wives to support.  Maybe he thought it would be fun.  Or maybe it’s just a mid-life crisis.  He’s at that age, you know.  Plus, according to Variety, Cruise insisted on total control, rewriting scenes on the fly, and enlarging his own role over the others.

Next:  Russell Crowe.  And just why is he in this movie?  Consider this:  Paul Newman and Dustin Hoffman both won the Academy Award for Best Actor with (a much younger) Tom Cruise as their co-star.  Granted, Hoffman already had one Oscar and Crowe got his for Gladiator without any help from Cruise.  In any case, maybe Russell just wanted the opportunity to work with Tom.

Or maybe, he couldn’t quite resist the opportunity to play Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.  Which, of course, brings up the question:  What the heck is (are?) Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde doing in this movie?  He/they first appeared in 1886, making him/them at least three-quarters of a century older than any of the other actors.

But why quibble about picky little details?  In the final analysis, this is a case of special effects in search of a film.  If you’re looking for a believable story-line and comprehensible motivation, check out the latest incarnation of Despicable Me.  After all, those little minions are just so cute.  And they make more sense than any of The Mummy this time out.

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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