hxans said: “Sounds like we are roughly the same age and my heart breaks for you that you did not see The Mummy when it came out in ‘99 haha. But at least you found it eventually!”
I’m slap in my mid-30s, so probably. :-)
I didn’t see a lot of movies between the ages of 11 and 14, though I’m not sure why. I was a terrible prude as a tween and teen, though I’ve gotten better, and I was more interested in books. But one night in college I was hanging out with one of my oldest friends, when for what ever reason she made the quip, “What is a place like me doing in a girl like this?” and I asked what that was from and she stared at me.
“…The Mummy.”
“Oh,” said I, blithely unaware of what I was about to unleash. “I’ve never seen The Mummy.”
“I’m sorry, what?” squawked the friend that I had inflicted years of Indiana Jones knock-off adventure stories on.
“I’ve seen parts of the second one!” I replied.
“WHAT.”
“It looked terrible, with those bugs coming out of that guy’s mouth and the screaming and the death–”
“How have you never seen The Mummy?” screeched my friend. “You are that movie! That movie is you! If I were to wave a magic wand and turn you into a movie, it would be this one!”
“It’s a horror movie, isn’t it?” By this time I knew I was in trouble. I still tried to save face. “You know how I feel about horror movies.”
My friend was already going to her bookcase full of dvds. “Sit down,” she said, “I’m about to change your life.”
And she did.
