Got back to Britain a few hours ago. Kinda wiped out. It was a long, weird week, topped off by that awesomely strange day of doing tv and newspaper interviews for RED, and the panel in front of 6000 people in Hall H.
This is the first time I've seen how "the other half" do San Diego -- limos, secured side entrances to the convention centre, private "red carpet" interview areas, handlers, swarms of security, balconies and catering. Really, really strange experience for a poxy comics writer. I never even got near the convention floor -- Dame Helen was smuggled in just as I got in my car, so I couldn't scream "NO DON'T DO IT THE FURRIES WILL YIFF YOU" or something similarly useful. She later told a room full of press that she'd lost her Comicon virginity.
Karl Urban? Really nice bloke.
Will catch up on stuff later. But I'm back home now.
That's the only way I'd do it - which means I won't be doing it. it = attending ComiCon again way = handlers, back doors, etc. I just can't handle the crowds any more. I always smirk when people say something to the effect of "it was better before it got so popular" but in this case it was more fun when I wasn't fighting off panic attacks.
Anyhow, I'm glad you've gotten popular enough to do this sort of madness, Warren. I'm a fan of people I dig making money and getting recognition. Selfishly, it improves my chances of more Good Stuff from such people. Plus also, it just sorta seems like the world should work that way. }:>
Saw you at the Hall H panel, which was cool. It was sad that you really did not get a chance to say much.Nobody even asked you a question. Although the panel was about the movie and not the book, and you said you had minimal involvement in the movie. Still, good to see you in the flesh.
Take a few days, seal yourself in your Purple Ray tube chamber, and come back rejuvenated with stories of siccing security goons on the one THUNDERBOLTS fanboy who managed to break through the line...
Glad to hear it went weird and well. And that you got to see Dame Helen lose her virginity...
Never saw the RED panel, as I was trapped in SDCC Media Panel Queue Hell. Noob translation: Stand 2 1/2 to 3 hours in line minimum to assure ability to wank off for an hour in the presence of Film & TV Demigods. Arrive 1 1/2 hours before the panel, and rest assured you ain't getting in, Jack.
Frankly, my best SDCC experience had to be Matt Fraction's hilariously brilliant "The Batman Dreams Of Hieronymus Machines" panel. Between the presentation and Fraction and Bill Hader openly mocking people who left the panel early, it was six degrees of utter heaven.
Ben & Ben! Also Avatar boss himself William came to shoot the shit. So cool!
Team Phonogram
Ales!
Also found Annie Wu(!!!) waiting in line for Venture Bros creators. I should have gotten in line too but my senses needed some air and I went outside to find a bar. It was a very thrilling day!