It's not Conan the Seminarian
I saw Conan the Barbarian last night. This movie rocks if you like:
I love intricate stories featuring dynamic character development, but this new Conan movie is a pulp-driven violent tale bordering on soft porn that honors the literary tale in which a very strong and intelligent man overcomes bigger and more intelligent things. That's the way it should be for all of you intellectually detached politically correct nannies out there.
While I'd expect this from the professional critics out there, the average movie-goer, like myself, also share their reviews. For all of our ideals, we forget that we're talking about Conan the Barbarian here.
We don't outgrow these things as we become more educated and mature, as some would suggest. We learn to suppress them in the name of civilized and socially acceptable behaviors. We shield our children and ourselves from the darker edges of the human psyche, and we feel all the more safer and superior for doing so. The cocoon we weave is a trap that censors ideas and limits discussions. If everything was better in 1950's America, then why did the 60's happen? Somewhere between security, prosperity, and compassion lies the answer.
- Pre-Tolkien-esque Sword and Sorcery
- Sex
- Violence
- Boris Vallejo style artwork
I love intricate stories featuring dynamic character development, but this new Conan movie is a pulp-driven violent tale bordering on soft porn that honors the literary tale in which a very strong and intelligent man overcomes bigger and more intelligent things. That's the way it should be for all of you intellectually detached politically correct nannies out there.
While I'd expect this from the professional critics out there, the average movie-goer, like myself, also share their reviews. For all of our ideals, we forget that we're talking about Conan the Barbarian here.
We don't outgrow these things as we become more educated and mature, as some would suggest. We learn to suppress them in the name of civilized and socially acceptable behaviors. We shield our children and ourselves from the darker edges of the human psyche, and we feel all the more safer and superior for doing so. The cocoon we weave is a trap that censors ideas and limits discussions. If everything was better in 1950's America, then why did the 60's happen? Somewhere between security, prosperity, and compassion lies the answer.