Unhinged highs can’t stop Lee Cronin’s The Mummy unraveling
It’s 1932. Filmmaker Karl Freund strolls down a sidewalk, happening upon a movie theater playing his directorial debut, The Mummy. He stops a moment, tilts his gaze upward at the marquee, and cracks a soft smile. All that effort, come to fruition. Perhaps he walked away from the theater that day, believing that the bandage-wrapped ... Unhinged highs can’t stop Lee Cronin’s The Mummy unraveling