Movie Review: The Mummy's Hand
Published October 30, 2006
Though typically thought of as a sequel to Universal's 1932 The Mummy (it's included as one of the five films in The Legacy Collection's two-disc Mummy DVD set), the 1940 The Mummy's Hand is really the start of its own separate four-flick series. Where the original Karl Freund-directed Mummy was a moody and evocative piece with more than a trace of Sax Rohmer-esque exotica (star Boris Karloff had just finished playing Rohmer's Fu Manchu), Hand is a more straightforward adventure yarn with a few fright scenes inserted.
When I first saw this movie around the age of eight, the sight of Tom Tyler's stiff-legged mummy shambling through the woods still managed to scare the bejeebers out of me – but, as with Universal's House of Frankenstein and House of Dracula programmers, what began as genuinely creepy, reasonably adult fright fare had quickly devolved into matinee formula. With Drac and Frank, at least, you got some decent sequels (Bride of Frankenstein, Dracula's Daughter) before the descent into B-Pic predictability.
Still, Hand can be quick fun (clocking in at something like 64 minutes) on an October Saturday morning. Set in Egypt (later entries in the series quickly relocated the action to America), the story centers around the mummy Kharis, buried alive near the tomb of his forbidden love Princess Ananka, and the evil High Priest of Karnak (the ever smarmy George Zucco) sworn to protect both Kharis and Ananka's tombs from the intrusion of non-believers. Unlike Karloff's Im-Ho-Tep (also buried alive for his forbidden love – those early Egyptians were really a buncha stick-in-the-muds), Kharis is mute throughout the picture, his tongue having been torn out so no one would hear his screams from the tomb. Considering that the monster is being played this time by an actor better known for B-westerns, it was probably a wise decision to keep him quiet. You really don't want your mummy evoking the Old West every time he speaks.
Zucco's high priest has his work cut out for him, though, thanks to the efforts of archeologist Steve Banning (Dick Foran, also the star of many an oater) and tagalong "Babe" Jenson (durable comic buddy actor Wallace Ford), who are on the trail of Princess Ananka’s tomb. Funded by professional magician Solvani (Cecil Kellaway) and his comely daughter Marta (Peggy Moran), the duo quickly make their way to the Hill of the Seven Jackals and discover Kharis' digs. Naturally, high priest Andoheb sets the mummy after 'em.
Hand was the first in the series to introduce the idea of tanna, the miraculous extinct leaves that keep Kharis alive and give him motion. Three leaves, we're told, are enough to jump-start his vitals; nine are sufficient to get the creature up and movin' (though not enough to give him full use of his limbs since he continues to walk 'round with a limp and only has one good arm); more will turn the mummy into a "soulless demon" of unmatched power. One of the biggest differences between forties era flicks like this and more modern movie fare can be seen in this simple plot detail. In Hand, the movie ends when our plucky protagonists stop Kharis from ingesting too many tanna leaves – phew, the viewer thinks, that peril was averted! Nowadays, the audience is conditioned to expect a big CGI-enhanced blow-out – and would be cranky and disappointed if it didn't get to see Soulless Demon Kharis.
- Movie Review: The Mummy's Hand
- Published: October 30, 2006
- Type: Review
- Section: Video
- Filed Under: Video: Classics, Video: Horror
- Writer: Bill Sherman
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Hey Nik -
I've been gone for a time, but I was a regular 'round these parts at least two face-lifts ago. Fun to be back!
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Hey Bill! I didn't realize you were writing for BC too! Great review, I saw this on your blog the other day. I love those old Mummy movies, cheesy as they sometimes are. Fun stuff.