Note: I wrote this weeks ago but never got around to finishing it. Now that so much time has gone by, I've completely forgotten anything else I was going to tell you about ComicCon, so I'm just going to publish this as is.
When you spot a group of half a dozen Storm Troopers in the Gaslamp of San Diego, you know it's ComicCon once again. This annual event attracts nerds, dweebs, dorks, the women who love them (there are some), and people who make their living selling stuff on eBay. In addition to the Storm Troopers (and Darths, Boba Fetts, Luke Skywalkers, and gold bikini Leias), there are also lots of anime characters I don't know, fairies, Lara Croft-looking women (picture tightly clad women with guns strapped to them), and other things I can't even begin to identify. Steve and I were finally not the palest people in the room.
Festivities got started Wednesday night, and lasted through Sunday. I had the pleasure of attending the show twice, and let's just say, a few hours is all you need. Or at least all you can take.
When you spot a group of half a dozen Storm Troopers in the Gaslamp of San Diego, you know it's ComicCon once again. This annual event attracts nerds, dweebs, dorks, the women who love them (there are some), and people who make their living selling stuff on eBay. In addition to the Storm Troopers (and Darths, Boba Fetts, Luke Skywalkers, and gold bikini Leias), there are also lots of anime characters I don't know, fairies, Lara Croft-looking women (picture tightly clad women with guns strapped to them), and other things I can't even begin to identify. Steve and I were finally not the palest people in the room.
Festivities got started Wednesday night, and lasted through Sunday. I had the pleasure of attending the show twice, and let's just say, a few hours is all you need. Or at least all you can take.
I was able to take advantage of Steve registering as a "professional" and tagging along on his dual pass. I don't know what we were supposed to be professionals of exactly, but at least we had a *free* full conference pass that allowed us to go to the exhibits and programs. We went to the preview night Wednesday - only open to professionals and full-conference registrants - and wandered around gaping at the not-quite-full-scale-but-pretty-darn-big Pirates of the Caribbean pirate ship, huge Golden Compass polar bear, life-size LEGO R2-D2 and C3PO, vintage Batmobile, Speed Racer's racer, and loads more. We snagged Harry Potter bags (these are the same promotional bags I mentioned in an earlier post) from Scholastic, a Homer Simpson fan from Harper, and other little things from the other trade publishers who were exhibiting. We only attended the show for about two hours that night, but it was plenty.
We went back on Friday right when the exhibits opened at 10. This time, we took more time and went up and down aisles browsing at the wares on display. There are lots of toys, oh excuse me, collectibles, for sale. Other items include pop-culture t-shirts, artist prints & originals, posters, and of course the heart of the show, comic books and graphic novels. The movie and television studios have enormous expensive booths that are all about lights, loud videos, and not much else. The studios also have celebrities autographing but the lines are always huge. I saw someone from Heroes, but since I don't watch the show I didn't have a clue who he was. We did stop at the Golden Compass booth to look at costumes from the movies (Nicole Kidman's dress was on display and she's freakishly thin), and discovered they were taking pictures of people in front of a green screen. The picture printed out almost instantly and you now had a picture of you digitally inserted in the Golden Compass movie poster. It looks like the polar bear is hugging you. Aw. Steve and I did this and now we have a very cheesy--but free--souvenir of ComicCon.
We also stood in a very long line to get autographed DVDs from Nick Frost and Edgar Wright - one of the lead actors and director/co-writer, respectively - of Hot Fuzz. In case you haven't seen this wickedly over-the-top violent and hilarious movie, you have to add it to your Netflix queue today. Now. Have you done it yet? Hot Fuzz is another film made by most of the guys who also did Shaun of the Dead. Add that one to your queue, too.
After the marathon autographing line and wandering the exhibit hall aimlessly, my eyes started to glaze over and a skull-cracking headache set in. It was time to go home.