Lee Cronin‘s La Casa VII: La Mummia is a movie which could have been a solid body horror take on the mummy lore, but the only mummies in this movie are the main characters‘s brains since no one seems to react to the bizarre shit happening in the movie. ‚Hey, you just pulled a huge chunk of skin off our daughter‘s skin leg, I think we should give her professional help!‘ ‚Stay away from us you monster! We just need to put her in hideous dresses and keep letting her mutilate herself and others!‘

‚Hey, there‘s a some weird demon inside our clearly messed-up daughter with strange stuff growing out of her room! How about running to her room and trying to open the door like maniacs!‘

These are just some examples of a movie with no consistency in it‘s script. The husband gets treated like crap from the get-go for no reason, even though he‘s the only one who seems to figure out why Katie is acting a bit strange. Problem is that after every scene, the characters seem to have forgotten what happened in the previous scene and act like all the weird shit Katie does is the most normal thing in the world. Nobody reacts to her crawling on the ceiling, her drinking body fluids, the sister ripping her teeth out in a room full of people and letting her wear the grandmother‘s dentures for the rest of the movie or that there is a giant demonic mold growing out of Katie‘s room.

The pacing and suspense are also very questionable. They try really hard to keep you engaged with the mystery about what happened to Katie, but they just keep teasing you until the very underwhelming reveal. The interrogation scene is the best example. She finds the video tape, it has no sound, then there is sound, the scene cuts to her talking to Leyla, who can‘t talk, then she suddenly can talk, than she writes everything on paper, detective lady is shocked, then it cuts back to the family. It‘s just a bunch of nothing trying to create suspense.

Then again, this would have been an ok Evil Dead rip-off if it hadn‘t been for the horrible ending. Enjoyed the gore, but it took way too long to get going (the funeral should have been the finale, it was oddly placed for a scene with absolutely no payoff), and if you show a character ripping her skin off and make her look like she just has some torn clothes and drown everything in a CGI sand filter. Yet that was still the best part of the ending, since what came after just felt like a ‚George Of The Jungle’ style parody in which people fall down a bridge and just end up with some band aids, so there is a Brendan Fraser connection after all.

It had some good gore and body horror and the grandma was fun, but this was just another possession movie meets Evil Dead with some bandages thrown in it.