Part of the reason I fell in love with “The Mummy” and “The
Mummy Returns” was because the films crossed Agatha Christie with Indiana
Jones. Like many of her generation, the
treasures waiting to be unearthed in Egypt fascinated Christie. She traveled there, helped out at various
excavations, and eventually met her future archeologist husband, Sir Max
Mallowan. Not only did she set stories
and novels there, many of them featuring her famous detective Hercules Poirot,
but she also wrote a novel set in Egypt 2000 B.C. Now take her obsession with all things
Egyptian, add the supernatural powers the ancient Egyptians believed their
tombs had, combine this with two characters, the gunfighter Rick O’Connell, and
the archeologist Evelyn Carnahan (who together combine the two essential aspects of Indiana
Jones), and you’ve got the fast-paced action and historical depth of the first
two Mummy movies.
In the third movie, “The Mummy: Curse of the Dragon
Emperor,” Rick and Evelyn travel to China, where their son Alex has unearthed
the famed Terracotta warriors, as well as the tomb of the Dragon Emperor, who
united all China under his despotic rule in the second century B.C. Although Rick and Evelyn try to prevent this,
the Dragon Emperor returns to life, and calls on his Terracotta warriors to
rise up and help him rule China once more.
Through the aid of their friend Yi Zuan from Shangri La, who calls up
the bodies of those who died building the Great Wall, Rick, Evelyn, and Alex O’Connell
lead the zombies against the Terracotta warriors. After a mighty battle, their zombies defeat
his Terracotta warriors, and they vanquish the Dragon Emperor.
What fascinated me most about the third mummy movie was not
the Dragon Emperor, who is a different kind of mummy from Imhotep in the first
two films. Nor was it the Terracotta
warriors, as I’ve used lots of terracotta pots in my garden over the years, and
hence wouldn’t select them for any army I commanded. It wasn’t even the zombies, even though
zombies are always dangerous, and some of the most famous people in history,
from Jane Austin to President Lincoln, have had to battle them. No, it was the Yetis that helped the
O’Connells in the Himilayas that most intrigued me. I’ve always loved stories about Yetis, as
well as their friends, the Abominable Snowmen.
So a few years ago, after I watched the third Mummy move, I decided to
climb Everest, and see if I could find a Yeti.
Traveling there was expensive and arduous. Funding my expedition, and climbing the
famous mountain, proved even more so.
Along the way, I stopped off at a Yeti museum, to study their history
and culture, and make sure I was prepared to initiate contact.
Eventually, I found a small family of them in
a cave. After I made my intentions clear, they welcomed me inside. We shared many days together, regaling
each other with stories of our past, our culture, and our hobbies. Then it was time to leave, as the yaks had
run out of food, and stopped producing milk and butter my Sherpa porters needed
to keep healthy. I felt a sense of
satisfaction as I descended the famous mountain. For I had met the Yetis, and discovered that
underneath all their hair, they were not so different from me after all.
Still, I wish I’d met the family of Yetis that helped the
O’Connells defeat the Dragon Emperor’s human soldiers in the third
movie. Those Yetis were true athletes,
capable of fantastic feats of physical prowess.
One even kicked a Chinese soldier over the gate of the mountain temple
complex, and then with clenched fists, raised both hands over his head to
celebrate his field goal. Those
Yetis probably get good TV reception up on Mount Everest. I wonder if they’re rooting for the 49ers or
the Ravens in the Superbowl, and if they ordered enough
chicken wings for today's game?
Dragon Dave
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