Okay so, in The Mummy (2017) we have Ahmanet who makes a pact with the God of the dead, Set. First and foremost, this is incorrect. Anubis is the god of the dead (since he is the patron for mummification, leading your spirit to the underworld, etc.), Osiris is the god of the Underworld, death, regeneration, and life. These two were intertwined throughout mythology because in the Middle Kingdom era Anubis was replaced as God of the Underworld by Osiris. So I would have been willing to accept either of these two as “the god of the dead” that Ahmanet made a pact with…BUT, they specifically said Set.
Set is the god of deserts, chaos, evil, and war. Now, granted, in Egyptian mythology Set (although a dick) has an important role wherein he helps repel Apep from Osiris during his evening journey to the underworld. However, if you’re picking an evil god villain, Set, is the way to go so I will give them points for choosing him.
But, if you’re going to refer to everything as “the ultimate evil” you should probably make sure you get the god and what they are associated with, correct.
Next item, now this is where the research really kicked in. Ahmanet’s body markings.
So…this bothered me after the makeup artist said something specific. I thought the idea of the markings was really cool… but prior to seeing the interview, I was really unsure of the origin. So the make up artist says that they are runes from the Book of the Dead and it is an actual spell in the book.
*le sigh* I was pretty certain at first that 1.) Egyptians did not use runes because runes are native to Germanic tribes, Scandinavian, and Nordic. 2.) I own a copy of the book of the dead and never ever saw anything that resembled runes. 3.) still can’t find the spell she referenced.
So I started digging. The runic system is birthed from the Egyptian hieroglyph system, the hieroglyphs are considered a parent system to runes, but there are also other runic alphabet systems prior to what most people know as RUNES. But here’s the thing, I would be willing to get on the believe train if there wasn’t such a difference in the timeline.
The earliest runic system is dated at around 150AD… Ahmanet is mentioned in the film to be from the New Kingdom era in Egypt (by Jenny when she says the hieroglyphs on the sarcophagus are New Kingdom), which spans from 1550-712BC… that’s a huge fucking gap. Not only that but The Book of Dead, aka what is the Papyrus of Ani (although there were multiple Books of the dead, the papyrus of ani was the most intact and I assume is what the artist is referencing), is dated at 1240BC. This is New Kingdom as well.
This is a quote taken from an interview with the makeup artist, “As the Mummy, Boutella is covered in an scroll’s worth of ancient runic letters from head to toe, a painstaking process that required hours to complete each time, according to makeup artist Lizzie Yianni-Georgiou.” She also says in an interview on youtube, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lu_KQzXnkRE, that it is from the Book of the Dead and actually says something……………bitch where?
Runes, in the sense I said earlier, compared to Egyptian hieroglyphs, are not ancient. Basically they bent time and space and somehow decided that they could use runes because they were “ancient,” not even bothering to consider how large of a fucking time gap that is.
Now, there are a shit ton of different ALPHABETS that used letters that look runic but they aren’t runic, sabe? The best I can figure is that the writing on Ahmanet looks Aramaic…but some of the characters look Paleo-Hebrew as well as Carian. I’m not sure what system they based it off of, or where they ACTUALLY got the markings from (personally I’m thinking they just bullshitted it because they aren’t from the Book of the Dead). Any linguists are free to try.
Aramaic writing period, though, is dated to have begun in 800BC… Book of the dead is dated 1240-50BC. So, substantial gap.
Paleo-Hebrew is dated 1000BC… so less large but still large enough.
It could be a mixture and include some Carian, which was a child system of Greek and was used in Egypt. But it was only used 7th to 1st century BC. That starts at 700BC…also too late.
I’m not sure if they stuck with a single script, or meshed it together to bullshit it. Either way, I call bullshit on the writing on her body. There is no way that it is from the book of the dead and is a funerary spell.
Basically, The Mummy (2017) can suck it. Except for Sofia Boutella because she was fantastic.
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If it wasn’t for the grips, this would almost pass off as the real thing; a Desert Eagle with the 10″ barrel for hunting. However, the gun in the photo is a Tokyo Marui Resident Evil Edition Desert Eagle airsoft gun. The other clue that kind of tipped me off was the over exaggerated safety; it’s smaller on the real Desert Eagle. This is however a good example of how it can be difficult at times to distinguish the real things from a fake if you’re not familiar with the gun. (GRH)
They hide in plain sight. Disguised and distorted, but I still see them.
They are ugly things. Not in appearance, as one would suspect monsters to be; but in the way they are created.
Tainted by cruelty, stained by hatred, and ripped apart by many. Only to be put back together in another’s design; by greedy, bloodstained hands. Stitched together into a kaleidoscope of broken dreams and lost innocence.
They are called monsters. Shunned and stripped of humanity. They lash out like a beaten dog. Cornered and broken and fueled by wrath few have ever known.
That is not the whole truth.
They are monsters, yes. But not of free will. The ones who pull the strings, the puppeteers, those are the true monsters.
They hide just like these so called monsters. They could be anyone.
A lover. A teacher. A leader. Or a preacher.
No one is safe.
It is hard to find them. To pin down who is real and who is not. They wear masks. Not made of porcelain, steel, or gold. Instead they are made of illusions.
Fake emotions that are conveyed by a certain twist of the lips. An arched eyebrow or crinkled skin. The way they hold themselves as if composing a performance. It all combines to form an almost perfect mask.
An almost perfect mask because no matter how hard they try, they can never hide what’s in their eyes.
A gleam or a glint. Something calculating and maniacal at the same time. Like a fox infected with a mind twisting disease. Insanity hidden like a blade in silk.
These are the true monsters.
The ones who are villains who play the victim while they’re victims are forced to be the villains.
They are the hands who pull the strings. The ones behind the curtain. The voices from the abyss.
They suck you in with pretty words and dreams filled with hope. They give you promises never meant to be kept. Then when you are content and indebted, hand you the silken rope from which has been woven together by honeyed words and beautiful lies. A spiderweb ensnaring the unsuspecting fly.
With this silken rope, they finally tell you the truth. It’s either you or the ones that you love.
Bound by a weight even Atlas couldn’t bear, they tie the knot and hang themselves from the hands of the puppeteers.
Yes, I see them. I see this.
Corrupted and warped, I see them.
Broken and scattered, I see them.
Beautifully cracked and mesmerizingly haunted, I see them.
And I reach out.
I reach out towards these ugly things. These creatures without purpose and I highlight their flaws. I take the monstrous pieces that cut and damage any who touch, and I smooth them out and fill in the cracks with gold and patch the holes with precious gems.
I forge them anew. Monsters though they may be, ugly they need not to be. And I rejoice!
For soon a day will come when these creatures, these monsters who were broken then cast away by ignorant and uncaring hands, fight back!
Oh the look on the puppeteers faces when the innocents they crushed and twisted into hideous monsters rise more splendid and beautiful than any before them.
They will wear their scars with no shame. They will hold their heads up high, unafraid of the light. They will rise reborn greater than any Phoenix and brighter than any star.
They will be monsters no more. And they will not be seen as victims.
No they will be examples. Proof that out there, in a world filled with shadows and danger, there will always be a light to guide. A lifeboat among the raging seas. An oasis in an endless desert.
Proof that evil in all its forms will not succeed. Will not take hold. Will not conquer all.
So yes. I see them.
I see them and all they will become.
I see heroes.
And I smile.
Hey guys! So I wrote this in May this year in the middle of the night (I’m not kidding. I woke up randomly at 3 am and wrote the bare bones of it then edited it in the morning😊) and thought I would share. This also means that I would really, really appreciate it if no one steals it and claims it as theirs. That’s really not cool when people steal others ideas. So please don’t do it. Thank you all!!!