Similar to last month’s non-starter of a King Arthur franchise, it is not surprising to see why the prospect looks grim for the latest remake of The Mummy which is supposed to set up the new Universal Monsters universe. As a big special effects extravaganza, there are only 2 or 3 set pieces but except for the airplane one that was featured heavily in the trailer, they aren’t that original or eye-catching; and I am also not sure whether audience finds it particularly satisfying seeing Cruise getting thumped and thrown around like a rag-doll, even though he always miraculously and inexplicably gets up and carries on without a scratch. The film actually starts off promisingly as a fun Indiana Jones knock-off with Cruise and Jake Johnson’s character trying to make the best of their military time in Iraq to make a quick buck and found something Egyptian and evil instead. Their bromance is witty and joyful and the Odd Couple-esque adventures have potential. Sadly that proved short-lived as the film focuses instead on the chemistry-free romantic relationship between Cruise’s Nick Morton and Annabelle Wallis’ Jenny Halsey which the script almost demands the audience to take for granted without any reason to. Furthermore, their extremely questionable decision making keeps contradicting either their characterization or intelligence, or sometimes both, negating other more interesting narrative setups. Despite minor inventive flair with the double pupils and Russell Crowe as the worst kept secret of the film, it mostly regurgitates both incarnations of the old Mummy movies and frankly fell short of them. So while this Mummy isn’t totally awful, it is frustrating to see so much potential squandered as a result of a misjudged script that might have fared better concentrating on the bromance rather than the romance – at least it would’ve been more fun and you can get rid of the worst written character of the film in one stroke; not to mention that the ending makes absolutely no sense either.