Since I’m a writer (and OK, a little bit of an oversharer), I wrote a blog post about it: “ Why I Want My Sons To See Me Naked.” Little did I know that I was about to be on the receiving end of a soul-crushing backlash, the likes of which I’d never seen. That nudity, while a part of sexuality, is not inherently sexual it’s just natural. But more importantly, I wanted to send them the message that our bodies are nothing to be ashamed of and that we should be comfortable in our own skin, not rushing to cover up parts that have been perceived as shameful or sinful. I hoped it would lead to realistic expectations - normal standards that their future wives or girlfriends could live up to. Not the airbrushed, stick-thin, silicone-enhanced variety they’d be exposed to by the media later on. In fact, I reasoned that my boys seeing me naked would - from a very early age - give them a genuine picture of a woman’s body: curves, dimples, wobbly bits, and all. They saw me in the buff plenty of times, and I never worried about it. And they saw my - well, pretty much everything - in the course of normal daily life: barging into the bathroom while I was on the toilet because it takes little kids a long time to grasp the concept of privacy showering with me to save precious time chattering incessantly as they followed me into the bedroom where I was changing clothes. They regularly saw my boobs as I nursed the baby. I mean, how could I? You’re not left with much of a choice when you’re trying to navigate life with a 7-year-old, a 4-year-old, a 3-year-old, and an infant - as I was after my youngest was born. Together, everyone painted an enjoyable film, delivering exactly what it promised fun, action, and adventure.I have four sons, and I’ve never been shy about being naked in front of them. O'Connor added to the film in important ways, too. In fact, most of the remaining characters were well chosen. He must have had to imagine quite a bit of what he was interacting with to pull it off, and he does so with great style and substance for this type of role. How Arnold Vosloo dealt with those in his role as the mummy Imhotep should be acknowledged. The special effects were the real star of the film, and they were visually rewarding and complimented the story in the right way in the right places. He seems to be developing into a versatile actor who will be around for a long time. At first, I didn't particularly care for Brendan Fraser as the primary character (he's too well kept and cutesy for a rugged guy-type for me), be he grows on you. The internet was lit-up searching for more photos of this guy. The newcomer, Oded Fehr as Ardeth Bey, set quite a few female hearts aflutter in our party, at least. But Velazquez isn't the only thing to turn heads in the film, Rachel Weisz is appropriately attractive, though not as startling her character is as solid and believable as she is lovely. Some have mistakenly guessed her top was a mesh costume of some sort not true, it is entirely - and only - paint. Especially tantalizing is the strictly painted-on attire of Patricia Velazquez as Anck-Su-Namum what a stunning visual but it completely upstages her performance. I would love to see an entire film built around that. The most visually rich part of the film was the opening scenes set in ancient Egypt. Here, the makers took the original stock horror film and turned it into an Indianajonesesque adventure in the tradition of Raiders of the Lost Ark.