Well, I asked RT
if Howard had ever crossed the border and he wasn’t sure, but said he’d written
it into Savage Sword #200. I looked it up and the tale has flashfowards
from a prequel to People of the Black Circle of Howard crossing the
border for inspiration.
That’s all she
wrote from my perspective, except that there is a very clear inspiration in Red
Nails, his final story of a feuding city based largely on Aztec culture –
with names like Tolkemec – as well as the labyrinth of Knossos in ancient Crete
(the bull-necked prince Olmec).
I was partly
asking because I realize Howard’s Conan tales have a grim, revenge-laden
atmosphere, and are not “light”. If you glance at Pictorial 73 it does
say that cultures that are balance between psyche and physical have a lightness
that we – trapped in our heads – have lost.
I even cited the
revived Aztec ball-game that has a “hippy” song-like grace of body (male and
female). How can the lost, song-like lightness square with the often gloomy
tone of Howard’s Conan yarns?
The Annotated Guide by Robert Weinberg is very good on that score, and he says of a quote from Queen of the Black Coast on Crom
The Annotated Guide by Robert Weinberg is very good on that score, and he says of a quote from Queen of the Black Coast on Crom
Compare this
god to the same god as written about by those authors who have continued the
Conan saga. In reality, there is no comparison. The benevolent being
masquerading as Crom in the de Camp-Nyberg Conan stories is not the same being
that Conan speaks of here.. The Conan stories are grim, moody pieces, with a
truly barbaric hero.
Weinberg also
says there is no room at the inn for humour in Conan (unlike some of the other
output). While there are no jokes as such, Conan does indulge in rough
badinage, as in this scene from People of the Black Circle
Where there is
any light banter it has to fit the plot, as here in a peasant hill shack a
haughty Diva is set amongst, by her barbaric abduction.
There is also in
the story the physical proximity of Conan to Yasmina. It’s not high comedy but
a less-than-grim irony of the sexual kind.
There is a
sexual freedom of the kind that is certainly not grim. One of the most famous
covers by Brundage was for Black Colossus
Weinberg notes
this was not the case in the story, where Yasmela states
“It is not
fitting that I come before the shrine clad in silk. I will go naked on my knees
as befits a suppliant, lest Mitra deem I lack humility.”
“Nonsense!”
Vateesa had scant respect for the ways of what she deemed a false cult. “Mitra
would have folks upright before him..” Thus objurgated, Yasmela allowed the
girl to garb her..
It still makes a
very fitting cover, though!
Conan’s hot kisses in Hour of the Dragon to his rescuer are again a typical counter to barbaric gloom.
Conan’s hot kisses in Hour of the Dragon to his rescuer are again a typical counter to barbaric gloom.
Conan’s love and
loss of Belit in Queen of the Black Coast more than anything else casts
a baleful shadow over his personality. The wild, sea-bound love, the jungle
fastness that sends Belit to her death, only to conquer for an instant that
ultimate abyss, while Conan has to abide in the land of the living.
There was no
light in his eyes that contemplated the glassy swells. Out of the rolling blue wastes,
all glory and wonder had gone.. For himself, its glittering blue splendor was
more repellent than the leafy fronds..
Wild love, grim
violence, the everlasting sea. Such events will touch Conan forever, their
psychic luster, their physical calamity. Because Howard’s writing is so taut
and poetically inspired, there is gloom aplenty. The events are grim but Conan
will shake their shackles loose and roar with mirth.
The difference
with the subsequent writers is they are not as wild and so neither as grim
(think of The Grey God Passes for vast wildness of landscape and
mindscape alike). It’s a world of extremes; of crude lusts and badinage, of
godless violence in forests of the night, of moody depths.
It’s a world of
psychic luster that reflects the physical. Our modern world is the exact
opposite! One of mildness and verbosity in which the only grim pursuits are
ball-games. I’ve nothing against ball games but they’re not life or death
issues and they seem to get grimmer by the year.
Conan is honestly
moody and also honestly light because he is wild and footloose and not under the
rule of mildness. Is it not true that the more mild people are the more you can
be sure they are running you? That is grimness with not the slightest trace of
lightness.