Pshaw. You think Conan is good? It pales before the awesomeosityness that is Krull.
Take this dialogue, for instance:
Ergo: If I had my wish I'd be out of this gloomy place right away. If I really had my wish I'd be sitting on top of a gooseberry pie as big as a mountain. No, that's a bit greedy. I'll settle for one as big as a house.
Titch: I'd wish for a puppy.
Ergo: Only one puppy? If you're wishing why not wish for a hundred?
Titch: Only want one.
Ergo: Well that's a foolish wish. And you Rell, what would you wish for?
Rell the Cyclops: Ignorance.
How can you deny the powerful dramaticalism of such fine speakiness? Or...
Prince Colwyn: Who are you?
Ynyr: I am Ynyr.
Prince Colwyn: The old one?
Ynyr: Well, not as old as all that.
Oh. Em. GEE! HOW did this movie not just totally fuckin' SWEEP the Oscars? Anti-Beast politics, that's how! It's all a popularity contest! They totally ignore the OMGWTFGLAVE!-iness that. IS! KRULL!!!
Fucktards.
Not you guys, the Academy. Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Krull-Hating Fucktards.