I’m going to Boston’s comic-con this July, and I’m pretty excited. I remember going to a few small cons in Ohio with my dad when I was but wee. The last time I went was in 2012, and there were a few things about it that were different than what I was used to:
1.) Cosplayers had taken over. We couldn’t turn around without bumping into someone dressed like the Joker or a Star Wars character.
2.) All of the events were centered around meeting actors in TV shows or movies.
I guess this isn’t bad, but you can’t beat jawing with a comic book artist you admire, and those opportunities don’t seem to be what is driving the experience anymore. I guess I’ll see a few actors, but standing in line for hours to say “hi” awkwardly isn’t my thing. I guess I might get cool pictures? All for the selfies, I guess.
Another thing is that comic con is now trying to appeal to all ages, which is good and bad. I went with my young son in 2012, and if we took a wrong turn it wasn’t entirely kid-friendly. One isle was Scrooge Mc Duck, the other zombie porn! It means I’ll have to be careful where I take my kids, and that’s hard since I really want them to be able to share the love of all things geeky I have with them. I’ll be with adults this July, so I don’t have to worry about it this time around.
I’ll have to see what I think of the Boston Con this summer. Oscar Bernie argues that comic cons are killing fandom. After reading his post, I realized I’ve never been to a “real” Con. I’d love to meet writers and artists, and I guess Comic-Con is not the place for that? I hope not- that’s sad. The very people doing all the creative work are in the dark or treated like cogs in a wheel. And you know what? Writers and artists are shy in my experience. We need each other, but it looks like we’re being pushed out of our own element by actors.