Reporting on Comic-Con is something I reluctantly do, mainly because in my mind Comic-Con is such a bittersweet event. Existentialist teach that intentions only exist in the mind, and there is no greater example of this ideology made manifest than Comic-Con. Originally intended to be the bridge connecting fans with creators and comic reading compatriots SDCC has mutated , much like The Hulk, into a beast beyond recognition. SDCC is now a proverbial sandbox where Hollywood bullies strong arm the geeky children into forfeiting their toys by threatening them with a double whammy of noogies and wedgies known as poverty and obscurity respectively.
Give me that Spider-Man…and put Tobey Maguire’s face on it too.
Oh, and it’s also where thousands of teenage girls flood the convention floor, literally and figuratively, while having their first sexual fantasy.
And it ruined my shoes.
So, with Comic-Con I take the bad and the good with equally sized grains of salt. Movie announcements that literally have nothing to do with comics? Meh. Thor trailer…FUCKING AWESOME!
Give me that Spider-Man…and put Tobey Maguire’s face on it too.
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