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Encounter The Most Terrifying Thing at Comic-Con

We saw some messed up stuff at San Diego Comic-Con. A man feeding tacos to a possum in swaddling clothes, fake policemen putting passerbys in a 1920s paddy wagon, dollar bills hanging off rooftops on fishing line, and a 90-year old bartender who poured air and assured you that it was vodka.

But somehow this takes the cake. (more…)


Your Comic Con Primer


As a self proclaimed nerd (obviously since I’m writing for NK) I am making the trip down to San Diego for Comic Con this year.  This is the fourth year I will be going, so I believe that makes me a bit of a Comic Con veteran.  If you don’t know what Comic Con is, I’m not going to take the time to explain it. And you should probably just go on living your life as a well adjusted human being, because I assure you that you’re better off.  But for those of you that care, let me share some of my wisdom from years past and give those of you who won’t be going a little insight into how awesome/horrifying Comic Con can be.

Just to start, Comic Con has changed significantly since it began in 1970.  But the most radical change has come in the last decade or so when the internet began to be so ingrained into our daily lives.  Now everything: movies, TV, video games, comics, EVERYTHING thrives on the buzz created on the web and the word of mouth of nerds.  And for a lot of these, it all starts with their appearance at Comic Con. Basically, Comic Con has become significantly less about the comics themselves and more about everything else that nerd culture loves.  For example, there was a large Guild panel before the Community panel last year. The Guild. The Guild is…awful. Just. Really terrible.  My point is, a sub par web series that had no business being there in the first place, held a panel in a HUGE ballroom. Guys, Felicia Day is super hot. But. Fuck off. What’s wrong with us? Read the rest of this entry

Squirm/Cheer for Public Marriage Proposals

I’m dead inside. The few women who have let me into their lives have figured that out. Young Chad never recovered from the moment he realized love wasn’t like a Disney movie. I drive down the street, see couples holding hands, and the gravitational pull that is the black hole of my soul gets a little stronger. Read the rest of this entry

Tommy Wiseau Didn’t Direct or Write “The House That Drips Blood on Alex”

Tommy Wiseau is a fascinating enigma of cult celebrity; known for being one of the worst directors and writers of our time. His film, The Room, has gone so far into cult success that it’s possible Wiseau’s actually made a profit on the project that supposedly cost seven million dollars to make.

It’s with that backing of loyalists that got Wiseau for their next big project, “The House That Drips Blood on Alex”. It premiered this weekend at Comic-Con. No surprise: it’s bad.

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What most don’t know is Tommy Wiseau had nothing to do with the creative aspects of this project. No directing, no writing. Just an acting role in a short film that borders on offensively deceptive by Atom Films. Read the rest of this entry

I’m Coping Well with not Going to Comic Con.

The San Diego Comic Con started today, and for the second year in a row since moving to Southern California, I don’t get to go.

The din is terrible. And the smell? ...the smell...

But all of my friends are.

So while all those jerks abandon me to a weekend of boredom, anger, self-loathing, and stress-eating, I’ve compiled a list of things to keep me busy.

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