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Leaving Tampa
Nearing Disney World, traffic inexplicably became bumper-to-bumper for miles. I say "inexplicably" despite the obvious because I truly don't remember traffic in the area being this bad on my two previous trips to MegaCon. This was the worst and put our already behind schedule even further behind.
At The Con The first friendly faces I saw there were Marina Sirtis (Star Trek: TNG), Tracy Scoggins (Adventures of Lois and Clark), and Brinke Stevens (famous B-movie horror actress). When I investigated an area of greater congestion in an adjacent area I discovered it was the autograph line for John Schneider (Dukes of Hazzard, Smallville). I got as close as I could and took a few pictures. Later, I heard the disembodied voice of John Kassir, aka, The Cryptkeepr, who gave a terrific announcement over the house PA system as that character. It was the coolest thing. I'm sorry I was never able to catch up with him.
I went hurriedly around artist's alley, and up and down each exhibitor's aisle as carefully as I could trying to take it all in. It seemed that the dealers and their selections were pretty good this year, as were some product demonstrators (I hung around a 3D animation booth for a bit to listen to one). It was on my last lap that I discovered the booth for Florida's man-in-black, Charlie Carlson (author of "Weird Florida"), and his psychic associate, Susan Thompson. We've wanted to meet for a long time so that was most enjoyable -- I presented myself as the "real-life figment of Will Moriaty's imagination!" (old joke because I'm so rarely seen). Charlie laughed, then explained that Emi and Amy Diaz, hosts of the currently-on-hiatus Graveyard Shift radio program, and who were supposed to be sharing Charlie's table, were tied up in traffic. Unfortunate, as I never did meet them.
With only minutes to go I made another lap around the entire convention and discovered legendary EC Comics artist Al Feldstein all by himself! I took a casual picture, then thought to myself, "how many times is this kind of opportunity going to present itself?" So , I stopped and chatted with the man himself. About EC Comics, about the state of comics today, a little bit of everything. He was extremely nice, and talked mostly about how the Comics Code had screwed up comics, haha. I bought one of his art pieces, he autographed it and I got a picture with him. That was pretty special to me.
I'd missed punk artist Josh Sullivan on previous trips to artists' alley and decided to try and triangulate his position one last time. I broke out the program book to see exactly where he was. Yellow section, table 6. As I closed the book, my eye just barely caught the name of who was at the very next table to Josh: filmmaker José Prendes!! I wasn't even aware he was going to be there. I raced over to discover Josh still hadn't made it into the Con yet (and by now it's nearly 1:00pm!), but José was there.
Miami-based José Prendes has been reviewed in these pages as the writer/director of the low-budget, but highly entertaining schlockarama, "Monster Man", starring Conrad Brooks and Denise Duff. We had been in email contact only as recently as NolanCon where he would've made an appearance had it survived (he'd asked about any future ones). After some quick fanboy talk, I secured a copy of José's "Corpses Are Forever" DVD and a copy of his thriller novel, "The Harbinger", which he graciously autographed both. It was a terrific meeting of two Florida fans who knew each other but had never met each other (similar to the episode with Charlie Carlson). It is one of my fondest memories of the Con.
So, we're out the door to meet with the others for lunch, and by "others", I mean the Jacksonville quotient of our party, the legendary ED Tucker, Byron Rocher and Dan Tuchman. And then who, but who shows up unexpectedly at the gate but filmmaker-and-former-PCR-columnist Andy Lalino (Filthy), who'd just given a talk at an indie filmmaker panel. We had only time for a quick chat and a group picture before separating. For any of you who're wondering if my mass-invite via PCR to our Fanboy luncheon got any takers.....ummmmm....no. Guess we're not quite big enough yet, haha. Maybe next time.
As the Tampa and Jacksonville groups organize for our trip to UNO's restaurant (and a communication breakdown amongst the PCR camp is dealt with), I reflect on who I did not see at the Con, for whatever reason: Creature Feature archivist Lonnie Dohlen, filmmaker Jason Liquori, comics publisher Terry Cronin, Brian Ramsey of MouseSurplus (who Ed had invited to lunch but never showed) and as I've already mentioned, Josh Sullivan, and Emi and Amy Diaz. But I was also still giddy over the meetings with Charlie, Al, and José. it was plenty good enough.
UNO's Afterwards, ED and his group left for Mouse Surplus, Lisa and her group left for their home in Orlando, and Brandon, Josh and I headed for home in Tampa. We had all commented on the possibility of moving next year's summit to a different event and a different day, but that decision can wait awhile.
P.S. No, Marina Sirtis did not remember ED from last year's debacle over her nude photograph! This time the autograph session went peaceably.
P.P.S. The lack of a printed receipt didn't impede our entry to the Con, the more important thing is to have a photo I.D.. As far as the map, Brandon called Lisa during our trip up and she gave him alternate directions to the Convention Center.
P.P.P.S. Some of you may notice I am walking with a cane in a couple pictures. Please rest assured I am doing much better with my recurring physical condition, and the cane was more a failsafe than anything.
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The pre-show buzz this year was very disconcerting with rumors of bankrupt sponsors, decreased vendor turnout, and scheduling mishaps, so this year’s pilgrimage to Orlando was one of lower than usual expectations. Joining me was my usual partner in crime, Byron Rocher, and, finally following through on his promises, Dan Tuchmann. We took our typical leisurely route and drove down Friday evening to stay with friends. After a hearty breakfast on Saturday morning, we headed to the Orange County Convention Center to see if the rumors of Megacon’s demise were exaggerated or not. Once again there was an admission hike this year to $20 advance ($22 at the door) and the unpleasant surprise of an increase in parking fees to $10 (this year there was no Florida resident discount). As I entered the hall and was greeted by the smell of old newspaper, steaming hotdogs, and B.O., I realized I was in the right place. I immediately headed to one side to try and cover as much ground as I could in a logical fashion before the crowd got too dense. Fortunately, the side I chose lead me right to Charlie Carlson, author of “Weird Florida” and all around fascinating conversationalist. I re-introduced myself (we had met previously at one of his book signings) and got the details on his booth mates (the crew from the Graveyard Shift radio program who never did show up by the time we departed at 1:30PM) and future activities before I headed on into the media jungle in search of prey. While the trend of the last few years has been a decrease in the vintage comic books I collect, this year was a major leap back in time. Not only was I able to purchase a number of reasonably priced issues of both silver AND golden age comics but I was also able to gaze upon a few prime examples of truly historic books I would never lay out the cash for (All Star Comics #3 for $3,500!). I purchased a 1947 Quality Comics Doll Man Quarterly and two Fawcett titles featuring Captain Marvel (and family), Spy Smasher, Ibis the Invincible, and Bulletman. I narrowed the gap in my collection of original Justice League of America comics by several issues and also found a plethora of Teen Titan comics (including their first, as yet unnamed, appearance in Brave & the Bold #57) at very favorable prices. Anime was strongly represented as always and while there was the usual crowd of bootleg video dealers, the numbers seemed less than usual this year. Fantasy weapons, collectible cards, gaming supplies and assorted paraphernalia could also be found in abundance. Byron concentrated his cash on one area this year and managed to get within four figures of completing his three sets of Star Wars gaming miniatures. The number of dealers seemed about comparable with last year but there was a lot of wasted floor space dedicated to foam jousting and video games. Normally I would not have thought twice about this but Dan had called a few weeks in advance to inquire about getting a table and been told they were sold out for almost a month. My normal game plan at large shows is to head for the celebrity area right out of the gate to both beat the crowd and to catch the guests before the other fans wear them down. Unfortunately this year’s roster was the absolute worst for this size event in Florida that I can remember in recent history. Classic films and television were ignored completely in favor of a few modern celebrities and a tired list of background performers that had overstayed their welcome years ago. The two major guest were John Schneider (Bo Duke from “Dukes of Hazard” and Jonathan Kent on the current “Smallville”) and Marina Sirtis from “Star Trek: The Next Generation”. Supplementing this were character actors from the current “Stargate” series, a tired looking Playboy centerfold, and a motley assortment of voice actors and middle to bottom rung performers, many of whom hadn’t even shown up by my first pass of the area at 11:30. It was obvious where Megacon had cut its corners this year. Ironically enough, my sole autograph purchase for the show was Marina Sirtis with whom I had an unpleasant run in at last year’s FX show concerning her refusal to sign a nude photo from one of her films. This time I had come prepared and had a movie poster from the same film, “The Wicked Lady”, which she was cool with. Dan purchased autographs from Tony Amendola and Alex Cruz from “Stargate” and was generous enough to donate $2.00 to Ms. Sirtis’s animal charity to get his picture taken with her but passed on the signature. By the time 1PM rolled around, I felt I had seen all the show had to offer me and was ready to move on to the highlight of the trip, the Fanboy Luncheon. We had already run into Nolan and Brandon in celebrity area late in the game so we knew they were here. As we gathered at the appointed meeting place we ran into none other than Andy Lalino who stopped by to say hi but, try as I might, could not be convinced to join us for the luncheon. After a few false starts and comedies of errors, the Jacksonville Fanboy Contingency left with me for Unos while Nolan desperately tried to round up the rest of his crew! Fortunately we were all reunited at the restaurant about thirty minutes later and settled in to an awesome two hours of reminiscing, trivia, and a generally wonderful exchange of opinions and stories. As I had sincerely imparted on Andy in my attempts to get him to attend, if I was given the choice between only attending the show or the luncheon, I would be over at Unos in a heartbeat! Conventions like Megacon are a great deal of fun, but spending quality time with friends is priceless. The 2006 Megacon was a show of both pleasant and unpleasant surprises. The merchandise was definitely improved over last year but the increased prices and decreased celebrity guests were not a wise combination. I am definitely up for giving the show another try in 2007 but I can clearly see FX becoming the convention of choice in the very near future if changes are not made. Death Comes in Threes
Yeah, I know -- it's an old foolish superstition. But still when it happens it sends chills down my spine. Three legends of the small screen died in the last week's time, all near and dear to every baby-boomer's heart: UH-OH. THIS JUST IN: Jack Wild. Friday, March 3, 2006. So much for deaths "coming in threes" (--skeptics win.) It has just come to my attention that Oliver! and "H. R. Pufnstuf" star, Jack Wild has died at the age of 53 from cancer. I remember Jack Wild's meteoric rise to fame in the '60s and early '70s as the star of the Broadway-musical-now-motion picture hit Oliver! where he played the Artful Dodger. Riding that fame, he was soon cast as Jimmy, the young boy (and only human star) of Sid & Marty Kroft's Saturday morning kid show H.R. Pufnstuf. During that time he made countless appearances on talk shows, where his very thick English accent (sort of a Cockney) endeared him to many, and his boyish good looks landed him on innumerable teen magazine covers (usually playing around with his name, "We're just Wild about Jack!!"). Unfortunately, Jack started drinking at an early age and became quite a heavy smoker in adult life. (Curiously, he managed to escape that being blamed on the "child-star syndrome" from the few accounts I've read.) His later poor health is, no doubt, attributable to this.
AND THE OSCAR GOES TO...
With the 78th Annual Academy Awards scheduled to be announced tomorrow night it's time to reveal the films and performances I think will win the big prize and also the ones I think should:
BEST PICTURE With almost $80 million in box office, the still joked about "gay cowboy" movie seems to have the momentum necessary to take the Best Picture trophy. While I thought it was a great film, it is basically a love story. "Munich" is the kind of film that draws you in, takes you along and makes you think. Though I see "Crash" as a surprise dark horse (think "Shakespeare in Love" triumphing over "Saving Private Ryan"), "Brokeback Mountain" will be victorious.
BEST DIRECTOR BEST ACTOR BEST ACTRESS BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS The following are my choices for the rest of the categories: DON'T FORGET TO CHECK OUT NOLAN AND MIKE'S "NOLAN RADIO" COMMENTARY ON THE OSCARS!
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