Last Updated on Tuesday, 10 July 2012 20:56
I am writing this blog live at the Elder movie stand at the London Film & Comic Con 2012 in Olympia, Kensington. It's Friday evening, and the comic con has been open to public for exactly one hour.
I will attach a photo of our stand to this my live blog, which I am writing as our FIRST CUSTOMER has just written her email address down on our mailing list, which is available for people, as they pass. This has now happened. God this is exciting.
Our stand is located in approximately the centre of the vast, arched hall. To our left we have a stand selling Charmed merch, including a hand-made kind of parchment volume, which retails at £500. They have sold one already. And to our right is a stall selling Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles paraphernalia and Star Wars perspex glasses. At least that's all I can see from here. They also have a guy dressed as Sherlock Holmes hanging around them, although none of us can work out exactly why yet.
By we I mean myself, our art director David Bailey (who I have met today for the first time - and we are not speaking, we already despise one another) and our documentary filmmaker Steve Webster. This is tonight's crew. Tomorrow's crew is different. We are doing this in shifts.
I am wearing an Elder movie t-shirt, sitting in front of a wall with giant Elder movie posters pinned onto it, behind a table with more Elder movie posters, and Elder...
Well, that was as far as I got with the live blog. I couldn't do it, we were swamped with punters. And then somebody had the brilliant idea of buying a few beers, seeing as we were so tired from setting up the stand and so on. And then we put some music on and it all sort of went from there, really. But I tried. Briefly. We got to bed at 3am.
My own opinion on our appearance at the comic con was that it was an overwhelming success. Our team was great, enthusiastic, hard-working. Our promotional materials were great, enthusiastic, hard-working. We handed our literally hundreds of promotional postcards. Or rather David and Colin did. I gave out a few (I had to constantly man the stand, just in case anybody needed a mint, or in case Gary Kurtz walked past, which he actually did goddamn it, and Dave gave him a postcard), but Colin and David were like Jehovah's Witnesses on crack. They even went outside and went up and down the snaking queue of Klingons and Ewoks waiting outside the hall pressing cards into their hands, or paws or whatever the fuck. Twice. It was thrilling! We had crazy exciting momentum and interest and it was hot and busy and we were IN THE MIX.
We had loadsa enquiries, met loadsa interesting and useful people and forced loadsa people to sign our mailing list. Sometimes we even had queues to sign out mailing list. These turned out to be queues to stand and shake with emotion at the Charmed stand next door, but hey, a queue’s a queue, unless you’re in Kew. Maybe you’re a snooker player queueing outside Kew, holding a… By the end of Saturday, Steve had almost completely lost his voice. Because you see he has laryngitis.
Some other random observations.
We all felt sorry for Dave Prowse. While other sci-fi actors had massive queues for signatures, Dave sat doggedly at his table with no queues. At all. Ever. Because of this, the Elder movie stand was on 24-hour Dave Watch, just in case.
Nor did Kenny Baker. (Kenny and Dave didn’t speak to one another – not once. Could have been a height thing.)
Nor did the guy from Police Academy who makes all the funny noises.
If you wanted Gillian Anderson's autograph, it was £35.
There were LOADS of fat Boba Fetts wandering about.
And a Darth Vader with an abnormally large helmet (I checked).
Lots of overweight Green Hornet ladies. We all wondered why, specifically, the Green Hornets were so uniformly plump. Any answers?
Our neighbours on both sides were lovely, even when we all so nearly knocked over their £500 book EVERY TIME we went past.
Klingons have a good sense of humour, generally.
Back in the day, David used to design Aphex Twin record sleeves. (Seriously impressed. Didn't show it though. Whatevs.)
I didn't see Owen. I did Friday and Saturday, Owen did Sunday. We didn't see each other once. Weird. (Pleasant.)
The fat 'Colin Baker' Dr Who just down the road was a bit of a twat.
In fact all the Dr Whos were quite twatty. The Peter Davison one was quite convincing.
I met R2D2.
I shall now attempt to illustrate the Elder movie's comic con with a series of photographs.
First, a list of Those Who Served.
David Bailey - art director
Steve Webster - doco maker
David Knox-Williams - actor and my cousin
Colin Cornwall - web designer
Owen Oakeshott - producer and actor
Chris Sciueref - actor
Dave's writing partner Adam
THANK YOU BOYS.
Coming up in part two: WE CAST THE BOY!!! AT COMIC CON!!!
(Stop Press - slight technical error with the pics, I'm trying to learn a new way to do this. Pics will all now be in the next blog update - sorry!)