Floppy-haired doofus Brendan Fraser completes an embarrassing (but lucrative) hat trick today with the release of The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor. How the hell did this happen? Hollywood only gives us two Wayne's Worlds but three Mummies? Only one Big and three Mummies? The world is unjust.

For this third, and what we can only hope will be final, installment of the series, Fraser has lost fair sidekick Rachel Weisz and found karate chopping foe Jet Li. It all adds up to rotting, thousand year old, mummified piece of garbage. Seriously, critics hated this one more than they hated the others. See for yourself:

"You might not be able to kill a mummy but as "The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor" demonstrates, you can kill a franchise."—Hollywood Reporter

"What's that funky odor wafting off the screen? It's the stench of stale plotting, cheesy CGI, cadaver-stiff acting and a decaying franchise that the studio keeps digging up."—E! Online

"Again with the endless chases and the undead pulling their skeletons together to do battle, only to be stopped by swashbuckling heroes who can break the spell."—Washington Post

"Given the must, dust and rust emanating from this third installment, it's clear the time has come for this Mummy franchise to be truly mummified once and for all."—Variety

"Regardless of whether you've watched the other films, the third Mummy entry is a headache-inducing mess."—Cinematical

"It's impossible to tell what's going on at any given moment in Tomb of the Dragon Emperor; it's even harder to care about being able to tell."—Salon

"The best news about this clangorous clunker is that it may well have vanquished the Mummy franchise."—WSJ

"The new Mummy is, how can I put it? Just freakin' awful."—NY Post

"If this sounds absurd, it is."—AP