This Week in Normality — Suck It Comic Con

I’m going to write this not as a long time Comic Con attendee, that particular take on the subject is covered (with much more insight than I could) by our own Stoker, but as a person who loves comics in general and, you know, expects that during the week of the biggest comic convention in the world could actually get some news on, you know, fucking comics!

Go ahead and open up another browser window, slide on over to google and type in “comic con news.” What kind of hits do you get?

Shit about the stupid ass New Moon panel and there was a 30 second clip from Burton’s Alice in Wonderland, and OH MY GOD! Johnny Depp was there…UNANNOUNCED!

Not to belabor the point that Stoker already made but, who the fuck cares?

I once wrote an open letter to Hollywood in which I made the analogy that we, the greater nerd populace, are nerds (OK, not a great analogy all the way around) and that you, Hollywood, are like the cute blond with big boobs who always got us to do your physics homework. You exploit what we really hold dear for opening weekend profits and we come back time and again.

I think the problem really comes down to the fact that, as nerds, we’ve always been jealous and afraid of the cool kids while at the same time, wanting to be them. I’d say that since the release of the first X-Men film, when Hollywood realized what a cash cow they had in the form of live action comic franchises, nerds all over the world have begun to believe that Hollywood (truly the coolest collection of people on the planet) cares about us.

They don’t.

You know for every Watchmen, or Dark Knight, or Sin City, we also get Ghost Rider, and X-Men 2 and 3. When filmmakers who are good, and care about comics, get involved then, sure we can get a kick ass movie, but we can also get Elektra.

It’s not worth it.

It’s not worth it because we are not their collective bitch…or, we are, but we don’t have to be.