Fan conventions have unfairly garnered a negative stigma unparalleled since Grampa’s gonorrhea. Whenever I announce that I’m off to the latest horror movie convention, which include Horrorfind, Chiller Theater, and Cinema Wasteland, I get ridiculed and ostracized by friends, family, and even fellow geeks. I then feel low and ashamed for attending my fan fests - and this is hurt coming from a guy who wears a wrestling mask for a living! I suppose the source of nerd abuse is directly linked to Star Trek fans whose social awkwardness, pimply virginity, and general creepiness has fed the endless supply of can’t-get-a-date, living-in-the-basement-with-Mom jokes. But really, what’s the difference between some nerd in a Captain Picard uniform and some idiot fully painted from bald head to beer belly in New England Patriot colors?
Anyway, one of the cooler fan conventions is Fangoria magazine’s Weekend of Horrors. The west coast version was recently held in
- Chit-chatting about laserdiscs with George Romero.
- Judith O’Dea (Barbra from NOTLD) looking spectacular.
- A Joe Dante spotting!
- Ron Jeremy giving me the stink-eye.
- Lots of these:
- Peeing next to Syd Haig.
- The purchase of kick-ass Winchester Tavern pint glasses!
- Danielle Harris hotness.
- A nice appearance from Ray Wise.
- Running into a cast member of Cannibal Holocaust, whose name I’ve forgotten.
- Richard Kiel!
- Lots of celebs: David Naughton, William Forsythe, the indestructible eye-patch guy from Lost, Eileen Dietz, the goateed guy from Clerks, and some dude from Diary of the Dead.
- A pack of yakking witches in the back of the room that nearly ruined the 40th anniversary NOTLD panel.
- Screening of a terribly unfunny torture-porn parody Otis, starring Daniel Stern and Ileana Douglas.
- Over-priced movie posters, toys, and DVDs. These cons used to be the place to get some deals that you can’t find online, but no longer.
- Terrible food in the convention center food court.
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