Lee Cronin's The Mummy is directed by surprise-surprise Lee Cronin, best known for Evil Dead Rise, and his style is immediately recognizable. The film plays less like a traditional Mummy story and more like a modern possession horror with a different skin. It often feels like a “what if Evil Dead involved a mummy,” leaning heavily into familiar genre beats rather than carving out something distinct. The tone prioritizes intensity and shock, with a focus on gore over sustained dread, which keeps it engaging in moments but limits its ability to build true horror.
Jack Reynor, known for Midsommar and Sing Street, plays the father figure at the center of the chaos. His performance is solid and grounded, fitting well within the expectations of the genre. He brings a level of sincerity that helps anchor the film, even as the story follows a fairly predictable path. His arc plays out in a way that will feel familiar to anyone who has seen possession films like The Exorcist, but he executes it well enough to give it some emotional weight.
Laia Costa, known for Victoria and Only You, plays opposite Reynor and brings a steady presence to the film. There is a noticeable age gap between the two, which can feel a bit distracting depending on how closely you’re paying attention, but her performance itself is consistent. She fits the tone of the film and handles the more intense moments without issue, even if the character isn’t given much depth beyond the demands of the plot.
Overall, The Mummy is a serviceable horror film that leans more into gore than atmosphere. It has moments that work, especially for fans of Cronin’s previous style, but it never quite rises above feeling like a blend of other, more memorable films. It lands somewhere closer to The Nun than anything truly standout, though it does edge past Evil Dead Rise in overall execution. The Mummy delivers enough to be watchable, but not enough to be memorable. Result: B-
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