Boring crap (I started falling asleep during the opening credits) about five high school kids and two adults who go on some kind of half-baked archaeological expedition in the southwest and unearth a mummy who comes back to life as a hairy-looking freak. The fun begins when they discover a stone tablet on the ground. When one of the kids asks if the writing on it was made by Indians, one of the "experts" declares it was written by cavemen, "perhaps as ancient as Pithecanthropus Erectus." That's about as risqué as this film gets. Naturally, these clowns then dig up the tablet and find a cave underneath. This is probably where the director and screenwriter were hiding. In short order, they bring a mummy to the surface, although it looks more like a Plaster of Paris statue. Eventually the thing wakes up and kills one person who apparently just wandered onto the set. The police show up - one guy, that's all the producer could afford. He is completely useless, and is attacked by the creature. Unfortunately, he survives.
I wonder how long it took for someone to come up with the title.
Footage from this dud was used years later in "The Curse of Bigfoot," which I now have no desire to see.