If you grew up on the Brendan Fraser swashbuckling adventures or the Tom Cruise reboot, you might be missing the golden era of Technicolor terror. I’m talking about Hammer Horror’s 1959 masterpiece, The Mummy .
In the drawing room, the Mummy stood over the sarcophagus of Ananka. It seemed almost gentle now, its clay-encrusted hands hovering over the face of its lost love. But as Matthew entered, the creature turned. The dark void behind the bandage mask fixed upon him. the mummy 1959 archive.org