Trying this daily blogging thing again. I’ll let you know how it goes.
Our (second to) latest foray into the marketing of So You Created a Wormhole: The Time Traveler’s Guide to Time Travel took co-writer best friend Nick Hurwitch and I to San Diego for the annual Comic-Con. If you’ve never been, well…yikes. It’s enormous. It’s packed. It’s a constant money-suck. And it can be a ton of fun.
I’ve attended Comic-Con on two other occasions, but both those times, I’ve been there to work in some capacity. This was also a work trip, but of a different stripe: Nick and I were each on a panel. We were there as authors. Which means very little except that it was awesome.
Comic-Con wound up being a pavement-hitting experience in hand-shaking and button-handing for us. Nick and I sprung for some 800 Time Travel Guide buttons to hand out to prospective readers, some of whom actually listened to what we had to say. Thursday, the first day of the convention, saw our book selling out at bookseller Mysterious Galaxy’s booth; that’s not exactly an incredible feat because there were only 20 copies on hand that day, but then again — selling books is hard. Try it.
I don’t even know how to start this.
It’s rare that some major aspect of a film doesn’t leap out as I go to compose a review, begging to be dismantled or jeered or championed. I had no such luck here. Two days have gone by while I sat here, trying to come up with an introduction that does this film justice. I never did find one, so I’ll be as simple as possible.
Scott Pilgrim vs. The World is spectacular.
“Spectacular” in every sense of the word. Spectacular in that it is a loud, explosive, awe-inspiring epic (of epic epicness; not to sell out or anything, but it’s so totally true) that clips along beautifully, taking just enough time between each hilarious moment and developing characters so that we literally can’t wait for the next massive, graphic set piece. Spectacular in that it is one of the best movie-going experiences I’ve ever had, bar none. I mean that in the sense of best of all time. I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun watching a movie. It has been years.
So one of the big benefits of living in Los Angeles: the mecca of all nerddom, the San Diego Comic Con, is about as far away from me as my alma mater was from my parents’ house.
What’s more, my freelancery at FileFront means I’ll be doing some news coverage from the event when I hop up there Saturday with hetero life mate Nick Hurwitch. Not only will I be enjoying it, I’ll be getting paid to enjoy it.
It is now all the more enjoyable.
So here’s a quick post about where you can see all kinds of Hornshaw-related Comic Con stuff tomorrow. Here, obviously, will be a few of the more thinkpiece/analysis write-ups I occasionally do about things, so anything that strikes me as interesting enough will probably appear on hornshaw.com on Sunday.