From archive (archive) Subject: SUM VII From: leeper@cbnewsj.ATT.COM (Mark R. Leeper) Organization: AT&T Bell Laboratories Date: 15 Feb 90 14:29:07 GMT SUM VII by T. W. Hard Harper & Row, 1979, ISBN 0-06-011702-8, $8.95. A book review by Mark R. Leeper Okay, I admit it. I have been intrigued by stories of ancient Egyptian mysticism since I was a kid and saw the old mummy movies. Out of curiosity I will probably read any original novel I can get my hands on that is about resurrected mummies. Surprisingly, so far this policy has disappointed me only twice. That is because I have found only two such books and both have been stinkers. One was Anne Rice's MUMMY, OR RAMSES THE DAMNED of last year; the other is a novel in some ways very similar to Rice's written ten years earlier, SUM VII by T. W. Hard. Bryan St. John is a medical student, well-versed in anatomy, taken on an expedition to Egypt to ascertain what he can about the medical history of any mummies the expedition might find. There they find the mummy of a great Egyptian architect. But there are two funny things about this particular mummy. He is carbon-dated to be many times as old as the hieroglyphics would indicate and he seems almost fresh enough to be brought back to life by medical science! Not the author is an M.D. himself and, like many M.D.s, he assumes that everyone just loves to hear medical details. I mean, how many novels treat the reader to photographs labeled "Figure 3a, Anteriogram showing patient cerebral vessels of Sum VII, Contrast injection R carotid, Dept. of Radiology, University Medical Center"? We get the whole thing: a complete medical rundown of the mummy as they are bringing him back to life. Michael Crichton can throw in medical exhibits in such a way as to add authenticity. Here they seem heavy-handed. And it is just a bit pitiful to be menaced by a monster who any moment can go into spontaneous thrombosis. (I wonder how closely the Frankenstein Monster had to watch his diet, now that I think about it.) Then there is the big surprise ending that became obvious only about halfway through the book. It answers such questions as why this mummy is different from all other mummies, and just how it was that a primitive people like the ancient Egyptians had the engineering know-how to build the pyramids. And it answers these burning questions in the most trite and predictable manner possible. But I do not want to say too much and ruin the ending for anyone who has never read a tabloid in a grocery check-out line. You can read this book in one sitting, but what a waste of a sitting. SUM VII does not add up to much. Mark R. Leeper att!mtgzx!leeper leeper@mtgzx.att.com Copyright 1989 Mark R. Leeper