It’s only Conan The Barbarian!
As the world slips deeper into the white hot financial cauldron, it’s a time for heroes. Men/women who will face the growling black hole face-on, their briefcases held aloft, a guttural roar surging from deep within their souls – where the rage lives. And yet, for the most part, adult businessmen can be found hiding behind alleyway bins, attempting to lick the remaining contents from a four-week-empty bottle of Southern Comfort, while the rest of society patiently fills in the Guardian crossword whilst waiting to sign on. These are topsy-turvy, higgledy-piggledy times. Which is why we still appreciate the warm breeze of comfort that strokes our buttocks whenever we hear about an excellent bargain. Just this weekend, a great big tough guy called Dan stumbled across a brilliant film about a hero whilst killing time in his local Save The Children. “I remember watching Conan The Barbarian when I was about ten,” he bragged, knowing full well that it was an 18, “so when I saw it, I thought I’d get it – I’d forgotten what an excellent film it is!” It is indeed a great movie, Dan. Probably Arnie’s second best. So, come on, how much for this sexy and violent barbarian romp? “50p”
Here’s the trailer from 1982…