
Watched this for the first time in over a decade tonight and was impressed at how well it's aged. Yet another golden genre piece from the golden year that was 1982 they just don't make low down dirty, bloody, sexy fantasy like this anymore.
The main memory I took away from this from back in the day was that Arnie, while physically perfect for the role, was the films weakest link, being a silent Conan that said very little due to the actors limited abilities at this early point in his career thus limiting the films ability to capture Howards Barbarian in all his glory. In many ways, this was a deal breaker for me, the big thing the film got wrong.
Having watched the film again tonight, I've realised in many ways that impression blinded me tho to all the things the film got so right. Milius and Oliver Stones screenplay (I'd completely forgotten he co-wrote this) works within the limitations of their star, yet still captures the spirit and essence of Howards tone in so many ways. For a film with not a lot of special effects, and a lot of practical sets and locations, it's amazing how much Milius is able to transport you to Howards world. The sweeping vistas, the dirt and grime. It feels lived in and real.
That's the thing, Arnie still didn't 100% work for me this time (the perfect Conan is still yet to be cast imo), but so much around him did. The prologue of young Conan, the crazy witch he sleeps with with turns demonic when he's fucking her, the raid on the tower of snakes, James Earl Jones, Max Von Sydow and Mako who seem to get precisely the movie they're in and pitch accordingly. Basil Poledouris' score which evokes some of the most classic sword and sandal epics of Hollywoods golden era that lends proceedings a gravitas that balances out the blood, gore, pecs and boobs.
The film feels like it's taking the epic feel of sword and sandal epics from the 50's and 60's, marrying it with the lived in grittiness and boundary pushing violence and sexuality of the 70's and coming up with something that was uniquely 80's. A film like this with all it's uncompromising rough edges just couldn't be made today.
The whole thing feels like Howards world come to life, it just kills me that the actor at the centre of it all, while physically perfect, simply didn't quite have the chops to carry it all the way.
That said tho - great great film. Milius could direct the fuck out of this shit and really 'got' where Howard was coming from I feel.









