
Talos the Mummy (1998)
Although he's
since become a rising action star, thanks to an iconic turn in 300,
back in 1998 Gerard Butler couldn't even get his name on the DVD case
for this often baffling horror yarn. You see, not only is Talos the
Mummy a particularly stupid example of cheap
British horror (a sub-genre not exactly short on stupidity) it also features
one of the most baffling cast lists in recent memory, stuffed as it is
with future stars, fading icons and ex-soap stars.
The story opens in Egypt, in the Thirties, with archaeologist Sir Richard
Turkel (Christopher Lee) about to unearth a long lost tomb. When he discovers
the entrance – and finds the name Talos inscribed upon it – he
gets nervous and refuses to go any further. His younger colleague, more
interested in wealth than science, cracks open the tomb anyway – and
unleashes a supernatural force that turns everyone to dust, including
Turkel who crumbles into two pieces in what is just the first of many
bargain basement CGI special effects shots so shoddy that you can actually
see the edge of the graphics floating on top of the live action. With
his last ounce of strength, Turkel blows up the entrance sealing the
evil in forever. But, you know, not really. It’s a stupid horror
movie, remember?
Fast forward fifty years, and Turkel’s granddaughter Samantha (CSI
star Louise Lombard) is about to complete her grandfather’s work.
Joining her on the expedition are Gerard Butler,
Lysette Anthony (Krull, see: Liam Neeson), Michael Lerner (Godzilla)
and Sean Pertwee (every crap British movie ever made). Pertwee, we’re
crudely told, happens to have psychic powers.
Finally breaching
the tomb, they find the sarcophagus of Talos suspended over a grisly
tableaux of
impaled corpses. Pertwee is immediately assailed with visions of ancient
horror and goes mad on the spot. In the confusion, Butler clambers
into the chamber, grabs an amulet, throws it to Samantha and then falls
to his death. Yep, he dies before the undead mummy even wakes up. Stick
around though, as there are plenty of other mind-boggling performances
to savour...
Fast forward again, and we’re back in London. The sarcophagus is
on display in the British Museum, but there was no body inside – just
the ceremonial burial wrappings. With Mercury, Venus, Earth and Mars
moving into alignment in a few days time, the soggy old rags escape from
their glass case and set off into the big city, where their first point
of business is removing the eyes from a holidaying US senator.
This understandably attracts the attention of the US Embassy, and they
send Detective Riley (Jason Scott Lee, see: Matthew
Lillard) to investigate.
Riley is teamed with an ineffectual British copper, in the shape of
Detective Barton, played by Jack Davenport, then just "that bloke from
This Life" and now "that bloke from Pirates of the Caribbean".
More murders follow, with organs being removed from apparently unconnected
people, and the prime suspect is poor old Sean Pertwee, still insane
and now taking to shambling around the city, with an astral map tattooed
on his shaved head. He’s trying to warn everyone – particularly
Samantha – that Talos is coming back, and he must be stopped before
the planets align. What follows is a commendably illogical gallop through
every horror cliché under the sun, with random pitstops to rope
a daffy spiritualist (Shelley Duvall), a hard-nosed police chief (Honor
Blackman) and Samantha’s neighbour (Bill “Arfur from EastEnders” Treacher)
into the risible action.
Hapless Jack makes his exit just before the final act, as he quizzes
the now-captured Pertwee. The soggy rags of Talos slither in through
the window and form themselves into a powerful figure. Splattering
Mr Davenport into the ceiling, they then break Pertwee’s neck and
slither off into the night.
It’s worth pointing out at this juncture that an already hilariously
bad movie is rendered even more amusing by the fact that the villain
resembles nothing more scary than a large pile of overcooked linguini.
The sight of Arfur from EastEnders fighting a mass of pasta with a
double-barrelled shotgun is not an image you’re likely to forget.
Things sputter to a farcical finale under the foundations of a new
hotel – called
the Pyramid, naturally – when it’s revealed that Lysette
Anthony’s posh doctor has been in on Talos’ plan the whole
time, and that the final piece of the mummy’s organic puzzle
is not Samantha, as we have been painstakingly led to believe, but
Detective
Riley who, despite being Chinese, is the direct descendent of the Egyptian
princess who died alongside Talos. Talos rips Riley’s heart out
and devours it, at which point he actually becomes Detective Riley.
The
movie ends – finally - with the all-new evil mummy version of
Riley setting off to the Houses of Parliament, pausing only to deliver
a fantastically
fake CGI-enhanced snarl to the camera in one last vain attempt to scare
the audience. He fails.
Need to know: Talos the Mummy was clearly hurried into production to
draw some residual business from the then-in-production Universal remake
of The Mummy. The film was co-produced by legendary special effects
house KNB (Evil Dead 2, The X-Files, Kill Bill) which really doesn’t
explain why every single special effect in the movie is absolutely abysmal.
For its US release, the movie was slashed from its painfully bloated
115 minute running time to a far more bearable – though even more
incomprehensible – 88 minutes. Writer and director Russell Mulcahy
also directed the superior comic book yarn, The Shadow (see: Ian
McKellen).
Availability: Talos the Mummy has long since vanished from British
shelves, but he can be found on DVD over in Europe without too much
trouble.