I was greeted by (more) massive lines, but I used my magic press pass to swing by the Marvel panel to see what was coming up in the world of comic books. Unfortunately the panel was filled with people who know a lot more about comic books than I do and the geek speak soon got the best of me. Actually the entire Con was filled with people who know more about comics than I do, but I had a press pass and dammit I was going to use it. So what sent me fleeing from the room? A comment about an Aunt May hook up. That's right, Aunt May. Hooking. Up. I have obviously not been keeping up with the comic book industry's attempts at attracting a wider audience. But, hey, if geriatric sexcapades kept the The Golden Girls on the top of the ratings for five years, I guess it could work for comics, too. I'm just having a hard time picturing Aunt May as Blanche Devereaux. All the old people sex talk made me feel dirty so I scampered out to the hallway. Luckily A&E had a team handing out samples of Purell to promote their new television show The Andromeda Strain and I took a moment to douse myself liberally. People who simply call it hand sanitizer are not using their imaginations. By the way, the trailer for The Andromeda Strain looks pretty darn good. I headed over to the "Women in Comics" panel for some quality gender studies and it was in full swing by the time I cracked open the door and snuck into the back row. I was mostly there to see Gail Simone who is Wonder Woman's first permanent female writer, which is crazy, right? Who knew Wonder Woman was written by a man? It's like finding out Nancy Drew is written by a man! Oh, wait... The panelists were discussing the state of the industry and it was pretty interesting, but my attention span was apparently obliterated by the Pokemon spearheaded sensory overload that was going on the convention floor, so I snuck out. Apparently sneaking is my super power.
Totally meant to go see the X-O Manowar panel and the Valiant Comics team as they announced the Harbinger movie that Brett Ratner is purportedly directing. However I couldn't make it through the huge line to get into the Neil Gaiman's speech to benefit the Comic Book Legal Defense Fund. So I gave up and went and ate a four-dollar pretzel. 'Cause what is a convention without a four-dollar pretzel? Stuck around long enough to see the line for the panel discussing the second X-Files movie and, holy hockey, what a line! And they don't even have a trailer! Just Chris Carter, Frank Spotnitz, and probably some tubular soft techno music. By the way, The X-Files movie is tentatively titled X-Files: I Want to Believe. [INSERT YOUR OWN JOKE HERE.]
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