I watched it twice, and I didn't have any desire to watch it in the middle. When I saw the second half, I couldn't wait to finish it in the next minute.
Qin Shihuang, curse, mummy, immortality, terracotta warriors, Himalayas, skeleton army, Sino-British dialogue, blunt Mandarin, vulgar sensationalism, unfounded love, and needless sacrifice constitute the whole film.
What a waste of two international movie stars, Jet Li and Michelle Yeoh.
The funniest thing is that the final battle between the skeleton army and the terracotta warriors is extremely funny; I really can't understand the meaning of Michelle Yeoh's fearless stab; it is also difficult to be moved by the sudden outpouring of family affection between father and son because they were almost separated by life and death.
Alas, I am really speechless, completely speechless. Heroes and House of Flying Daggers are at least beautiful, and Promise is the first of its kind as a prophecy movie. And this mummy is really useless, it can only be regarded as garbage.
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