The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon EmperorAugust 1, 2008
In the Far East, Alex O'Connell, the son of famed mummy fighters Rick and Evy O'Connell, unearths the mummy of the first Emperor of Qin — a shape-shifting entity cursed by a witch centuries ago.
Release Year: 2008
Rating: 5.1/10 (57,906 voted)
Critic's Score: 31/100
Stars: Brendan Fraser, Jet Li, Maria Bello
Centuries ago, the evil Emperor Han was cursed by the sorceress Zi Yuan who transformed him and his army into a mummies. In 1946, the explorer Rick O'Connell and his wife Evelyn O'Connell are invited by the British government to take the relic diamond "The Eye of Shangri-La" to China. The ancient stone is capable of resurrecting the Emperor Han and of pointing the way to Shangri-La and the eternal pool of life. When the couple reaches China, they meet their son Alex O'Connell, who has discovered the tomb of Han, and Evelyn's brother Jonathan Carnahan. The O'Connells are betrayed by their friend Prof. Roger Wilson, who is associated with General Yang. Yang wants to serve Emperor Han, so he resurrects the mummy and they head for Shangri-La. The guardian of Han's tomb (and Zi's daughter) Lin tells them that the only ways to destroy Han is to prevent him from reaching Shangri-La or by stabbing his heart with a cursed dagger.
Writers: Alfred Gough, Miles Millar
Anthony Wong Chau-Sang
(as Chau Sang Anthony Wong)
(as Wu Jing)
A New Evil Awakens.
Release Date: 1 August 2008
Filming Locations: Beijing, China
Box Office Details
Opening Weekend: $40,457,770
(3 August 2008)
(8 March 2009)
Did You Know?
The tomb of the Dragon Emperor, with its terracotta warriors, is inspired by the real-life tomb of the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty, in Xi'an, China.
When Alex and Lin are under the Emperor's wagon during the chase, Alex turns himself around, and is dragged in the street for a fair distance while Lin tries to reach him to pull him up. When she succeeds, the back of Alex's shirt is shredded, and a protective pad is visible through the tears. In the next shot, his shirt is intact.
Die you mummy bastards. Die.
Mad Dog Maguire:
There is no call for bad language.
oh, my Lord
My 11 year old son dragged us to see this. I don't spend as much time
with the kid as I ought to. So, I happily paid the $40 for admission
and gold-plated popcorn bucket. I didn't know Rachael W. wasn't in this
one, and I can now say she rocks. Looks, talent, AND brains to avoid a
celluloid crap-fest when she sees it. Anyway:
15 minutes into the film, the kid turns to me and says "I'm sorry I
made you see this". I say "Oh, it's okay. We're at the movies together,
having fun!"; he didn't believe my acting any more than he did that
awful woman who's trying her best, apparently, to fake 3 different
English accents (or was one of them Australian) and pretend she's
enjoying being on screen in this TURD.
30 minutes into the film: I'm wishing I had a cellphone, so I could
call in a bomb threat and get the theater emptied.
45 minutes into the film: I go to the bathroom. Theatre-hop into the
middle of Mamma Mia. No kidding. Stay there for about 5 minutes (during
the "Does Your Mama Know" number. Seen it twice; love it.
60 minutes into the film: Discover the kid has fallen asleep. We're at
a 5 pm showing, by the way.
75 minutes into the film: I have the worst luck in theatres; if there's
a crying baby, his parents will sit immediately behind me. If there's a
person whose hearing was damaged by too much disco, he'll sit beside me
and shout questions at his wife or boyfriend through the whole thing.
You know; things like this have made me spend the money and buy a home
theater with 9' screen. I still love going to the theater, however.
Anyway, when the 4 year old that sits near us starts talking in his
"outside voice" to his obviously deaf Grandma and Pa (or is it
Great-Grandma and Pa), instead of yelling "Shut UP!" like I normally
do, I start listening to HIM; it's actually more entertaining.
90-something minutes into the film: Now, I'm no longer wishing for the
cellphone and have gone straight to wishing I had an actual bomb, so I
could get the theater emptied out.
The End of the Film: the bedraggled audience weakly applauds the fact
that it's over. No kidding. I hear people leaving, saying things like
"maybe we can get our money back", and "That SUCKED". I've never heard
things like that on exit from a movie like this before, and I see a LOT
of movies. The kid apologizes again. I say "You OWE me. Big Time." He
says "I'm soooo sorry this sucked so bad".
Did you get that, moviemaker sellouts? An 11 year old kid! Loves Star
Wars, James Bond, Indiana Jones, Pirates of the Caribbean, etc. YOUR
TARGET AUDIENCE. And your movie is SO bad, he feels GUILTY about me
spending our money to see it! Where can I send this bill I've created
for having my intelligence insulted by Mario Bello, a beautiful woman
who's apparently never even HEARD of England? Maybe it's not her fault.
Maybe her family has B-S'd her all her life, telling her how she sounds
"just like those Harry Potter movies" or something. Pathetic is not a
word that comes close. I'll have to create a new one:
Skantasticalistically Snarxious. Trust me. Burn your money. Don't even
go to it thinking you'll be able to make fun of it, like Rocky Horror.
Let's all pitch in and bury this deep, like you're supposed to do with
Geez. BTW< I would not suggest calling in a bomb threat. Nope, never do
THAT. It's bad. And stay in school. Drugs are for losers. Vote. Tip