Here's a movie that's simultaneously lavishly violent and numbing, visually ornate and undistinguished, epic and shallow, relentlessly noisy and tone-deaf, workmanlike and unfilling.
Take away much of the myth, most of the sorcery and all of the humor of the 1982 John Milius-Arnold Schwarzenegger version of the sword and sorcery epic "Conan the Barbarian" and you've got an idea what the new "Conan" is like.
[Momoa] barks and growls his dialogue with the unpracticed enthusiasm of a first-time Ren Fair performer.
Conan the Barbarian seems to have little interest in '30s pulp stories, and only a little more in cheesy '80s epics.
As long as it has tits and violence I'll watch it.
Skip Conan, watch this instead:
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