I was not a big fan then, I am not now. There's another bonus too. Alongside awful movies for cable TV, the proliferation of multiplexes also encourages much junk to be shown in theaters. So, we may assume that whenever an oldie significant for any reasons is resuscitated on the big screen, it takes the place of some lamentable new item. Tentative medical diagnoses settle on a lesion of the temporal lobe.
Matters go from bad to worse.
Exorcism is suggested. The opening, set in Northern Iraq, is splendid. From a minaret, a muezzin calls the faithful to their hourly prayers. In a large archaeological dig, discoveries are made. Iraqi places and people are shown creatively, not as touristic sights but as atmospheric sites.