It’s a movie about an alien mummy found in King Tut’s tomb coming to life again and killing pretty coeds on a college campus.
What more do you need to know?
There is some very mild nudity, a shower scene which shows very little, frat parties, a mysterious relic, and a character whose greed sets the horror in motion.
But you already knew that.
Okay, it’s very familiar, almost by the numbers territory, but it plays out with a certain hokey fun, an inspired moment or two and a few grotesque horror shots of bodies being dissolved by a nasty green fungus.
However, it is probably the only horror film of the Eighties I’ve seen that ends with a Close Encounters moment (not to mention an “E.T. phone home” moment) and then promises us “to be continued.”
Not that it bothers me much that it never was.