The Mummy: a self-imposed, no-win catch-22.

I finally rewatched Brendan Fraser’s The Mummy and it holds up. I watched the first one, fell asleep during the second, and completely ignored The Scorpion King … for reasons. I’m pretty sure I’ve never even seen the third one, which is likely its own decaying mess of a sequel. But I’ve been diving back into these flicks for a simple reason: I wanted to understand exactly how bad director Lee…