Conan the Barbarian

Synopsis: A village is attacked by the evil ruler of the Snake Cult, Thulsa Doom (James Earl Jones) and his evil warriors, when Thulsa Doom and his warriors kills his parents, a young boy named Conan (Jorge Sanz) is enslaved. Years later, Conan grows up and becomes a mighty warrior and is trained as a fighter. After years as a slave and as a gladiator, Conan is set free. Conan sets out on a quest as he vows to avenge his parents and solve the riddle of steel. Joined by a archer named Subotai (Gerry Lopez), a beautiful thief who falls in love with Conan, Valeria (sandahl Bergman') and a Chinese wizard (Mako), Conan and his companions sets out to rescue Princess Yasmina (Valérie Quennessen), daughter of King Osric (Max von Sydow), from the Snake Cult, and get his revenge on Thulsa Doom and avenge his parents.
Genre: Action
Director(s): John Milius
Production: Universal Pictures
  Won 1 Golden Globe. Another 1 win & 9 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
129 min

Between the time

when the oceans drank Atlantis...

...and the rise of the sons of Aryas...

...there was an age undreamed-of.

And unto this, Conan...

...destined to bear

the jeweled crown of Aquilonia...

...upon a troubled brow.

It is I, his chronicler,

who alone can tell thee of his saga.

Let me tell you of the days...

...of high adventure.

Fire and wind come from the sky...

...from the gods of the sky,

but Crom is your god.

Crom lives in the earth.

Once giants lived in the earth, Conan.

And in the darkness of chaos...

...they fooled Crom and took

from him the enigma of steel.

Crom was angered and the earth shook.

Fire and wind struck down the giants

and threw their bodies in the water.

But in their rage, the gods forgot

the secret of steel...

...and left it on the battlefield.

And we who found it...

...are just men.

Not gods. Not giants.

Just men.

The secret of steel has always

carried with it a mystery.

You must learn it, little Conan.

You must learn its discipline.

For no one,

no one in this world can you trust.

Not men, not women, not beasts.

This you can trust.

Kill that one!

The ashes were trampled

into the earth...

...and the blood became as snow.

Who knows what they came for?

Weapons of steel or murder?

It was never known,

for their leader rode to the south...

... while children went north

with the Vanir.

No one would ever know that my lord's

people had lived at all.

His was a tale of sorrow.

Sit here.

Sit here!

He did not care anymore.

Life and death...

...the same.

Only that the crowd would

be there to greet him...

...with howls of lust and fury.

He began to realize

his sense of worth.

He mattered.

In time, his victories

could not easily be counted.

He was taken to the East...

...a great prize,

where the war masters...

...would teach him

the deepest secrets.

Language and writing

were made available...

...the poetry of Khitai,

the philosophy of Sung.

And he also came to know

the pleasures of women...

...when he was bred

to the finest stock.

But always there remained

the discipline of steel.

My fear is that my sons

will never understand me.

We won again!

This is good.

But what is best in life?

The open steppe.

Fleet horse.

Falcons at your wrist.

And the wind in your hair.


Conan, what is best in life?

To crush your enemies, see them

driven before you...

...and to hear the lamentation

of their women.

That is good.

Go. Go. You're free.


It has been surmised that perhaps

my lord was like a wild animal...

...that had been kept too long.


But whatever, freedom... long an

unremembered dream, was his.


There's warmth and fire.

Do you not wish to warm yourself

by my fire?

They said you would come.

From the north,

a man of great strength.

A conqueror.

A man who would someday be king

by his own hand.

Who would crush the snakes

of the earth-

Snakes? Did you say snakes?

What is it you seek?

A standard.

A symbol.

Perhaps on a shield.

Two snakes, coming together.

Facing each other...

...but they're one.

With a sun and a moon below.

Black sun, black moon.


There's a price, barbarian.


The crossroads of the world.

You will find...

...what you want... Zamora!





I have not eaten for days.

And who says you will?

Give me food so I have strength

when the wolves come.

Let me die not in hunger...

...but in combat.

Who are you?

I am Subotai, thief and archer.

I am Hyrkanian,

the great order of Kerlait.

Why are you here?

Dinner for wolves.

What gods do you pray to?

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Robert E. Howard

Robert Ervin Howard (January 22, 1906 – June 11, 1936) was an American author who wrote pulp fiction in a diverse range of genres. He is well known for his character Conan the Barbarian and is regarded as the father of the sword and sorcery subgenre. Howard was born and raised in Texas. He spent most of his life in the town of Cross Plains, with some time spent in nearby Brownwood. A bookish and intellectual child, he was also a fan of boxing and spent some time in his late teens bodybuilding, eventually taking up amateur boxing. From the age of nine he dreamed of becoming a writer of adventure fiction but did not have real success until he was 23. Thereafter, until his death by suicide at age 30, Howard's writings were published in a wide selection of magazines, journals, and newspapers, and he became proficient in several subgenres. His greatest success occurred after his death. Although a Conan novel was nearly published in 1934, Howard's stories were never collected during his lifetime. The main outlet for his stories was Weird Tales, where Howard created Conan the Barbarian. With Conan and his other heroes, Howard helped fashion the genre now known as sword and sorcery, spawning many imitators and giving him a large influence in the fantasy field. Howard remains a highly read author, with his best works still reprinted. Howard’s suicide and the circumstances surrounding it have led to speculation about his mental health. His mother had been ill with tuberculosis his entire life, and upon learning she had entered a coma from which she was not expected to wake, he walked out to his car and shot himself in the head. more…

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