The Mummy and the Curse of the Jackals

Take a moment to examine the primary cast of this film, and consider the quality of their bodies of work. Now, understand that this film is far worse than everything accredited to all of them, as extreme and unlikely a possibility as that may seem. Next, be aware that the story concerns a were-dog who muscles-up to a moldering, overweight mummy in a rivalry for the affection of a three-thousand year old Egyptian queen, ressurected by Isis to reinstate the worship of the ancient Gods. Imagine, if you will, all this nonsense taking place amidst the bustle and bright lights of Las Vegas, and you'll begin to have an idea of what you're in for with THE MUMMY AND THE CURSE OF THE JACKALS. Finally, be prepared to pee yourself in an unintended fit of laughter when you watch it

***Oh...and be forewarned...this film might prove injurous or fatal to no-nonsense viewers expecting a straightforward horror picture.

Rates both a one and a ten for different reasons.

Inept! Ridiculous! Vapid! Tedious! These are just a few words that might help explain what sitting through The Mummy and the Curse of the Jackal was like. Now, don't get me wrong - I did not sit down to watch the film expecting to see a masterpiece or even a decent horror film. I did, however, expect to see a mildly entertaining film starring John Carradine. The film is roughly an hour and twenty minutes in length, and John Carradine is not seen till after an hour and five minutes(and then is only in roughly 5 minutes of the total film). People pick on poor Bela Lugosi for making a lot of B pictures, but John Carradine went a step further and appeared in numerous Z pictures, and this is surely one of them. The film tells a story of a professor of Egytology who has "stolen" a couple of mummies. He reads about a curse of the jackals on one of the tombs and decides to try and make it happen. Of course, much to the chagrin of the audience and the amazement of the protagonist, it happens and the professor is turned into one of the most ridiculous-looking creatures ever on film. His jackal looks like a fat rabbit on steroids, and is anything but fearsome. Well the story moves along and soon the mummies awake, one a beautiful bosomy princess and the other a fat mummy with a huge lazy eye. Soon the jackal and fat mummy trek all over the lighted streets of Las Vegas, yes that's right they walk up and down the strip in Las Vegas while drawing really little attention to themselves. But that is not all, we also get to see Isis pop up later, and of course there is the climatic battle between the two creatures. Oliver Drake has certainly done something here. He has created a film with little or no merit. The only good thing I really can say about the film is that it has a totally misplaced soundtrack that has kept me humming the past few days. Carradine is good for his very VERY small part, and the princess is pleasant to look at. Other than that, the direction, writing, lighting, acting, special effects, make-up, etc.... are without a doubt truly incompetent.

Back in the '80s, Ed Wood's "Plan 9 From Outer Space" was widely considered to be the worst film ever made. Wrong! "The Mummy and the Curse of the Jackals" easily outdistances any Ed Wood or Herschell Gordon Lewis film in the bad movie stakes. The only competition it might have is from some of those wretched Andy Milligan productions. I ran across a copy of "The Mummy..." a few years back and snatched it up eagerly; it starred Anthony Eisley and John Carradine, had a goofy title, and was reputed to be one of the absolute worst movies ever. It had to be fun, right? Not exactly. First of all, the story makes no sense whatsoever, not even by el cheapo monster flick standards. As another reviewer has pointed out, Anthony Eisley commented that the film was unfinished as far as he knew--so it's possible that something more coherent was intended, but never achieved. At any rate, don't get frustrated when you watch it; it's total nonsense. Secondly, Eisley doesn't even look like he's having fun (which is odd for him). He wears a tense, incredulous look throughout the movie, as if he's thinking, "What the hell am I doing here?" Finally, John Carradine's contribution is minimal. I'm guessing that there were supposed to be more scenes with him and the cop...but, again, the film was never finished. There are a few interesting bits: the spooky, enigmatic face of Marliza Pons; the hilarious scenes featuring the Mummy and the "Jackal Man" rampaging through Las Vegas; and, of course, the amazingly catchy theme music. (Was it recorded specifically for the film, or was it just library music? It sounds a bit dated for 1969.) Unfortunately, none of these things makes up for the fact that this is a dull, wearisome film. I pulled "The Mummy and the Curse of the Jackals" out again the other night and actually watched the entire thing, but not without difficulty. It's one of those semi-legendary baddies that you go to a lot of trouble to track down...but when it's over you say, "What a waste!" Too bad. (RIP John Carradine and Anthony Eisley.)

I enjoyed the music. John Carradine comes in after an hour. The princess reminded me of Donna Summer. The sets, cheesy. The jackal mask, probably stolen from The Rockafire Explosion. There wasn't even any nudity. An interminable snore fest which I wish Rifftrax would tackle. So our hero turns into a jackal and the princess comes to life unfortunately so does the guy who was buried with her. The mummy just looks dirty, like he'd been working under a car. There's some grainy footage of Vegas and some sets in a cave and a flashback where curtains are hung over a blank wall to evoke an ancient palace. All mummy movies are the same, but I prefer Hammer movies because at least the actors can articulate.

I should know because he was my father. He was his harshest critic & did not enjoy watching this after it resurfaced on VHS. It is also incorrect that this was the only monster movie he ever made, The Mummy's Curse comes to mind. But I completely disagree with comments by Anthony Eisley that my father was senile during the making of this film! Its true that this film was never finished and sat on the shelf for years. My father went on to write two books, both of which were very well received by critics. He attended many Western Film Festivals as the guest of honor and gave very informative and entertaining speeches about the early days of film-making.