Title: Worst Conan novel ever! Seriously.
Product review: I had high hopes for this book, the cover was cool and the idea of Conan competing as a gladiator ala the movie, seemed sound. However I can honestly say this is the absolute worst Conan I have ever read in twenty plus years. The biggest problem seems to be that Conan's brain has been replaced by that of a 19th century English gentleman. After he is slapped on the had by a circus dwarf, Conan exclaims "Wait, fellow, that was most ill-mannered...I only meant to invite the lass to stop awile and talk, or mayhap share a puncheon of ripe cider. I would compliment you all on your fair costumes and fine talents." Seriously he says that. It is as though Leonard Carpenter had never read an actual Conan book before pulling this out of his behind. That type of dialogue belongs in Regency Romances and Merchant Ivory films, not Conan. If you are a fan at all of Robert E. Howard I would strongly caution you against buying or reading this book.
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