-"Yeah, I'm gonna fuck you... Amelia Earhart. Yes."
No One's Buying Comics
Some folks might be surprised that Comic-Con recently added a section about comic books. Those folks would be so surprised, they may even completely ignore the artists. Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of booths dedicated to both mainstream and independent comics, they're just not exactly swamped with customers, and I'm not the only one to notice. Ask any comics author out there; no one's buying comics anymore. This was probably the most depressing part of Comic-Con. Seeing one of my favorite comics artists, Leinil Francis Yu, sitting all by himself on one end of the convention and meanwhile there was a giant crowd of people drooling over the important blockbuster stuff in the center of the room, like enormous Transformers 2 statues, orÂ fucking Spongebob Squarepants made out of Legos.
Nerd on Nerd Nerd-Violence If you caught yourself inching along the convention floors, scratching your chin and thinking, "Hey, there's something
Now, it's no secret that the geek is an extremely territorial beast, and also lightning quick to point out when something has been exploited or tarnished or tainted, if it ever even tip toes with the idea of reaching the mainstream. ("Oh no, the rest of the public is now aware of the comic book/TV show/artist that I like- Everything is fucking ruined!") The mainstream-ification of Comic-Con has been coming for a long time now, as more and more movies and toy corporations push actual comics artists farther on out of the way. This year, Twilight nerds were, to a bunch of legitimate, respectable nerds, the total manifestation of everything wrong with Comic-Con; they were loud and screechy and hyper and obsessed with vampires that had nothing to do with Joss Whedon. What's worse is that these new nerds monopolized the Con. Comic-Con is really sort of based around the idea of appreciating an artist and wanting to interact with said artist and other fans, so it's hard to find fault in the
I didn't get into the Futurama panel, is what I'm saying. The bottom line is that those "Twilight Ruined Comic-Con" signs were all over the place by Saturday, and I unfortunately didn't pack my "Who Gives a Shit" t-shirt. Comic-Con was supposed to be about fans coming together, wizards and elfs all hanging out or whatever, and more golden-bikini-wearing Slave Leia's than you will ever conceivably see outside of my dreams, and instead it's turned into a battleground between different nerd sects. This is progress?!? One Good Thing About Comic-Con The Adult Swim/ Venture Bros. panel was fucking incredible. Doc Hammer's a hilarious genius, and the Q&A was wonderful. But, just to make sure I never completely enjoyed myself this weekend, the hundreds of people attending the Adult Swim panel inexplicably booed when the moderator mentioned The Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job!. Booed.
Fuck this Comic-Con. 1[Full disclosure: This always works out fine for me because I generally only go after people who are impressed by cars. Ninth graders, mostly. Skanks, exclusively.]
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