Went to see Conan the Barbarian today. It was, as expected, gloriously silly - lots of unrealistic swordfighting and glowering and magical monsters, all very fun - and, to my utter astonishment, it passes the Bechdel test. There are only two named female characters (though, to be fair, there are only about five named characters total), and they have a conversation which is not even a little bit about a man. I am astounded and pleased!
...Also, yay pulpy fantasy fun. Wheee!
...Also, yay pulpy fantasy fun. Wheee!