Conan the Destroyer

Synopsis: The wandering barbarian, Conan, alongside his goofy rogue pal, Malak, are tasked with escorting Queen Taramis' virgin niece, Princess Jehnna and her bodyguard, Bombaata, to a mystical island fortress. They must retrieve a magical crystal that will help them procure the horn that legends say can awaken the god of dreams, Dagoth. Along the way, Conan reunites with the wise wizard, Akiro and befriends the fierce female fighter, Zula. Together the heroes face ancient traps, powerful Wizards, plots of betrayal, and even the dream god, Dagoth, himself!
Director(s): Richard Fleischer
  1 win & 3 nominations.
 
IMDB:
5.9
Metacritic:
53
PG
Year:
1984
103 min
1,384 Views


Between the years

when the oceans drank Atlantis

and the rise of the sons of Arius,

there was an age undreamed of,

when shining kingdoms

lay spread across the world.

Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian,

sword in hand.

It is I, his chronicler,

who knows well his saga.

Now, let me tell you of

the days of high adventure.

- I think we made the merchant angry.

- Are you surprised?

- But we didn't steal everything he had.

- We didn't have time.

- Why aren't they trying to kill us?

- Maybe they want to capture us,

then torture us to death.

Conan, help!

- Do you know who I am?

- Taramis.

- Queen Taramis.

- Not my queen.

You have a queen?

But you are a Cimmerian.

The Cimmerians have no rulers.

You're a barbarian.

You live free in the world.

You owe allegiance to no one.

Is that not so?

It is and it always will be.

- What do you want?

- I need your help.

- No.

- No?

You don't know what I'd give you

if you help me.

You have nothing that I want.

You were praying, Conan.

What were you praying for?

Look at the shrine.

See what you were praying for.

What is there, Conan?

Think.

Show me the desire in your deepest heart.

- Valeria!

- Where is this Valeria?

- With Crom.

- Your god.

She sits by the side of my god.

What I want, you cannot give me.

- Yes, I can.

- You can bring back the dead?

Do as I ask of you and I will.

Wake.

- And remember.

- Tell me what I must do.

Soon.

Conan! Look!

Doesn't that animal look familiar?

I think it does. I'm sorry about

what happened the last time.

They love us!

We will drink to Dagoth,

the dreaming god.

- What do you want me to do for you?

- To bring back the woman you love?

Yes.

It is written in the scrolls of Skelos

that a woman child born with a certain

mark must make a perilous journey.

It is her destiny.

My niece Jehnna has such a mark.

- I want you to take her on that journey.

- To where?

Jehnna will show you.

From the day she was born,

she's been prepared for this.

There is a key she must find,

a key only she can touch,

as it was written in the scrolls of Skelos.

- Where is it?

In a castle.

- guarded?

- By a wizard called Toth-Amon.

- By a wizard?

- That frightens you.

You're afraid of magic.

And you will have to deal with it.

What good is a sword against sorcery?

- Then you're afraid to go?

- No. I will find a way.

- What does this key unlock?

- A treasure.

A jewelled horn. Only she can procure it.

Only she can lead you to it.

And when she has it,

you'll bring her back to me.

Then you will have your reward.

We shall both have everything we want...

through magic.

No!

It's all right. Don't be afraid.

- It's only a dream. It's only a dream.

- No, I saw...

A dream. Only a dream.

- Be still. Lie down.

I saw it.

I saw it again.

- No, you saw nothing.

A nightmare.

lmaginings out of excitement.

go back to sleep.

I saw it...

I saw it.

I did. I saw it.

Tomorrow you start your journey.

You'll need all your strength.

Your destiny is at hand.

Sleep.

Sleep.

All our destinies are at hand,

even Conan's,

- though he doesn't yet know it.

- We don't need him, my queen.

I don't need the captain of the guard

to steal a key. That is a task for a thief.

What I need you for is to see that this dear

child is returned safely to the palace

with both the treasure

and her virginity intact.

I will protect them both.

You'd better, my friend, for she must be

a virgin when she's returned to me,

so she can be properly sacrificed.

One other thing, Bombaata.

It is not wise to have the king of thieves

near the treasure.

So when the key is in my niece's hand,

I want your sword in Conan's heart.

Have the Elite guard follow. They will

strike at the right moment to help you.

Conan must die.

Do you think he's handsome?

Very ugly.

No, not him. Conan.

Can't you judge for yourself?

But how can I?

How many times have I seen a man?

A real man.

All I've seen is you.

Meaning no insult to you, Bombaata.

Yes. He is handsome.

Conan, wait! We must go this way.

- Not yet.

- But you have to obey me.

Weren't you told?

There are rules to every game.

I believe you.

But there's magic in this game

and I have to be able

to fight it with magic.

Akiro!

Crom!

- What are they going to do?

- Have lunch.

Those savages should thank me,

sparing them a terrible stomachache.

Why would they wanna eat someone

as old and as sour as you?

They thought if they digested me,

my magic would be in their blood.

At least they coulda washed you first.

I need you.

- I'm yours.

Tell me more about this key.

Oh, it's not an ordinary key. It's a jewel.

- A jewel?

- Yes. The Heart of Ahriman.

- Well, can it be worn?

- Only by me.

No one else dare touch it.

lf there is anything here that you like,

try not to take it.

I know when to steal and when not to.

Hit her. get her!

- What did she do?

- She came with bandits to raid us.

The others are dead. Now it's her turn,

after we have our fun with her.

Don't kill her too soon!

- Save her!

- Thieves should be hanged.

Conan, there are six of them against her.

One, two, three... I think you're right.

And she's tied to the stake.

Do something!

Stop.

I think we made a friend.

- Wait here.

What do you want?

- To come with you.

- Be off!

- Let me speak to Conan.

I said be off.

Stop!

Leave.

I swear that if Conan will let me ride

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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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