Uncle Felix, played by Melvyn Rawlinson, is experiencing health problems and receives news from his doctor about his declining condition. Having spent his life as an explorer and archaeologist, he intends to bequeath his collection to the British Museum, with one exception: a single, enigmatic box. This box is designated for permanent enclosure within the cellar of the house he’s leaving to his nephew Archie (Rafe Bird). Simultaneously, Everett (Chris Bell) finds himself embroiled in difficulties with some unsavory individuals and, upon hearing about the impending burial of this sarcophagus, decides to investigate. Could it be cursed? Might it hold the spirit of a vengeful princess from ancient Egypt? Perhaps, but the mummy seems to have taken note of what’s happening and chose to avoid most of the action. The film feels like an extended episode of "Tales of the Unexpected," running roughly eighty minutes of dialogue. There's no real sense of danger or threat; the special effects feel very artificial, and the movie progresses at a snail's pace. It's obviously intended for television, though it’s unclear which network produced it. Ultimately, it’s an aimless and wandering narrative lacking substance in terms of writing, acting, or mythology, and the conclusion suggests that director Steve Lawson didn’t envision a sequel. Regrettably, I don't recommend investing your time in this, no matter how much you enjoy these kinds of stories.

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