The Mummy Returns is about some hopped up british orphan who's spewing so much 19th century angst about roasting everything she ever loved in an act that can only be described as "sexual arson", that it's difficult to appreciate the gorgeous design that was so lovingly applied by the entire arts department from Tim Burton's School of Morbid Teenwank. With hair-tech so good that Japan weeps in unison for the fallen idol that was once FF XIII, this game is the perfect consolation prize to those goth's who shoot up in your local park (you know who you are and I'll have you know, No your father is not proud of you now please come home your mother is worried sick) because some punk band from Russia doesn't like President Putatohead.

The Mummy Returns is about some hopped up british orphan who's spewing so much 19th century angst about roasting everything she ever loved in an act that can only be described as "sexual arson", that it's difficult to appreciate the gorgeous design that was so lovingly applied by the entire arts department from Tim Burton's School of Morbid Teenwank. With hair-tech so good that Japan weeps in unison for the fallen idol that was once FF XIII, this game is the perfect consolation prize to those goth's who shoot up in your local park (you know who you are and I'll have you know, No your father is not proud of you now please come home your mother is worried sick) because some punk band from Russia doesn't like President Putatohead.