•
Peter Dinklage (Tyrion Lannister from “Game Of Thrones”)
• Lena Headey (Cersei Lannister from “Game Of
Thrones”)
• Jason Momoa (Khal Drogo from “Game Of Thrones”)
• Norman Reedus (Daryl Dixon from “The Walking
Dead”)
• Sarah Wayne Callies (Lori Grimes from “The
Walking Dead”)
• Armin Shimerman (Principal Snyder from “Buffy The
Vampire Slayer”)
• Clive Russell (Brynden ‘Blackfish’ Tully from
“Game Of Thrones”)
• Finn Jones (Loras Tyrell from “Game Of Thrones”)
• Diamond Dallas Page (Wrestler)
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This is the first in a series of reviews I’m going
to label “retro reviews”. I’ve been attending conventions for many years, but I
only created this blog and started keeping details accounts after “Hallowhedon5” in October of 2013. Any conventions I attended before that date have been
lost to time and merely exist inside my own mind. So, I’ll probably never get
around to writing reviews on those because I’ll have forgotten so much of what
makes my reviews standout – the details! I remember my interactions with the
guests perfectly, but it’s not really enough detail to create a high quality
review, so those will remain inside my brain, unless I ever create memoirs one
day. However, it’s not all doom and gloom, gentle readers. Before “Hallowhedon
5”, I attended three other conventions in 2013 – “Cardiff Film & Comic
Con”, “LFCC”, and “LFCC Winter”. After each of those events, I wrote a
semi-detailed review and emailed it to my friend Jon. This means that I can go
back and piece together the conventions from those emails and create reviews
that I think are worthy enough to be published here. So, with that being said,
welcome to the first “Retro Review”. These will be shorter than my usual
convention reviews because some of the details will have been lost to time, but
hopefully there’s enough here to hold your interest and give you a feel for
what the event was like.
“London Film & Comic Con 2013” took place at
Earls Court 2 in, you guessed it, London, over the weekend of the 6th
and 7th of July. Now, ladies and gentlemen, this “LFCC” holds a
special place in my heart for a few reasons and is my favourite edition of the
event I’ve ever attended. Firstly, the guest list was absolutely brilliant for
my tastes, with main cast members from some of my favourite shows, such as
“Game Of Thrones” and “The Walking Dead”. Secondly, this was the last “LFCC
Summer” event where the crowds weren’t insanely massive. I managed to
get Peter Dinklage’s autograph, Lena Headey’s autograph, and Norman Reedus’ autograph
without the need for a super-duper diamond pass, without needing to get to the
entry queue at 5am to grab a virtual queuing ticket low enough to be seen.
Nope, it was simply arriving at 7:45am (I miss those days so much!), joining
the entry queue in 50th or so place, and grabbing the virtual
queuing tickets as soon as I entered. Simple, easy, and similar to all the
other conventions I currently attend now. This was also the last “LFCC” to take
place over one floor of one building. “LFCC 2014” was spread over two
buildings, with Stan Lee largely taking up a building to himself because of the
gigantic queues he created, while “LFCC 2015” was spread over four
different floors of the Olympia, highlighting just how much the event has grown
in just three years.
“LFCC 2013” also marked the final occasion that myself and my friends attended the event for just one day alone. In 2015, I needed to collect some 18 autographs and 17 photoshoots, so doing all of that in one day would have been impossible. Alas, in 2013, I was poorer, so one day was all that could be budgeted for, which wasn’t a problem. Myself and my friends Hannah, John, and Scott all decided to buy ‘early bird’ entry tickets, which meant that we could enter the venue at 9am, as opposed to the people with regular entry tickets who couldn’t enter until 11am. At the time, the queue for the early birds was the longest I’d ever seen for pre-bought entry, which is laughable now just a few years later. Oh, how times have changed. With doors opening for us at 9am, we were inside the building and ready to rock by 9:05am, so it was a mad dash to find where Peter Dinklage, Norman Reedus, and Lena Headey were located so that we could get the virtual queuing tickets necessary. In essence, you go up to the crew member stood by the guest’s autograph table and you collect a piece of paper with a number on it (for free – you don’t pay for the autograph until you’re in queue and about to meet the guest). Showmasters then call you in batches based on those numbers. You can join the queue any time after your number has been called, but not before. Quite simple, really. You’re able to virtually hold your place in the queue, while having the freedom to go away and do other things.
My agenda for the day was simple, if not a little bit hectic. I had five studio photos booked (Peter Dinklage, Lena Headey, Jason Momoa, Armin Shimerman, Norman Reedus), I wanted my photo taken on the Iron Throne prop that was there, and I needed to collect nine autographs (the five above, plus Clive Russell, Finn Jones, DDP, and Sarah Wayne Callies). With the virtual queuing tickets acquired, it meant I could go to my studio photos with Peter Dinklage and Lena Headey, reassured in the knowledge that the autographs were safe for later. Research and experience are invaluable with conventions the size of “LFCC”, people. Write an itinerary of what you wish to get, pre-buy the photoshoots, plan ahead, make a note of the photoshoot times, which are usually released on the Showmasters forums a week before the event is scheduled to start. Be smart and you should find that you get everything you want, irrespective of the number of attendees.
“LFCC 2013” also marked the final occasion that myself and my friends attended the event for just one day alone. In 2015, I needed to collect some 18 autographs and 17 photoshoots, so doing all of that in one day would have been impossible. Alas, in 2013, I was poorer, so one day was all that could be budgeted for, which wasn’t a problem. Myself and my friends Hannah, John, and Scott all decided to buy ‘early bird’ entry tickets, which meant that we could enter the venue at 9am, as opposed to the people with regular entry tickets who couldn’t enter until 11am. At the time, the queue for the early birds was the longest I’d ever seen for pre-bought entry, which is laughable now just a few years later. Oh, how times have changed. With doors opening for us at 9am, we were inside the building and ready to rock by 9:05am, so it was a mad dash to find where Peter Dinklage, Norman Reedus, and Lena Headey were located so that we could get the virtual queuing tickets necessary. In essence, you go up to the crew member stood by the guest’s autograph table and you collect a piece of paper with a number on it (for free – you don’t pay for the autograph until you’re in queue and about to meet the guest). Showmasters then call you in batches based on those numbers. You can join the queue any time after your number has been called, but not before. Quite simple, really. You’re able to virtually hold your place in the queue, while having the freedom to go away and do other things.
My agenda for the day was simple, if not a little bit hectic. I had five studio photos booked (Peter Dinklage, Lena Headey, Jason Momoa, Armin Shimerman, Norman Reedus), I wanted my photo taken on the Iron Throne prop that was there, and I needed to collect nine autographs (the five above, plus Clive Russell, Finn Jones, DDP, and Sarah Wayne Callies). With the virtual queuing tickets acquired, it meant I could go to my studio photos with Peter Dinklage and Lena Headey, reassured in the knowledge that the autographs were safe for later. Research and experience are invaluable with conventions the size of “LFCC”, people. Write an itinerary of what you wish to get, pre-buy the photoshoots, plan ahead, make a note of the photoshoot times, which are usually released on the Showmasters forums a week before the event is scheduled to start. Be smart and you should find that you get everything you want, irrespective of the number of attendees.
If I remember one word from “LFCC 2013”, it’s
“FINE!”. This is because on numerous occasions, such as when a photoshoot was
scheduled to begin or I was in queue for an autograph, Hannah would yell
“FINE!” and want one too, even though she hadn’t planned on it. Case in point:
my first photoshoot of the day was Lena Headey, which took place at 9:40am at
photo area B. This is back in the days where there were only 3 photoshoot areas
(there are now 6). I joined the queue for the photoshoot, I was quite near the
front, when I suddenly hear a deafening “FINE!” behind me and turn around to
see Hannah sprinting off towards the sales desk. The 20 or so gold ticket
holders entered the photoshoot, then it was my turn! For those of you that have
never attended a convention before and are planning to, photoshoots are a very
fast process unless something goes wrong. It is not the time to give the guests
gifts (that’s the autograph table), it is not the time to start a conversation
(also the autograph table). The line needs to keep moving so that everyone gets
their photo taken in the timeframe that has been allotted for that particular
shoot. You have the time to say “hi” and perhaps get a hug if the guest is that
type of person, but that’s about it. Surprisingly (as I didn’t see it happen to
anyone else before me in the queue), Lena Headey hugged me and kissed me on the
cheek after the photo was taken. I’m not going to complain, shockingly. The
photoshoot experience went smoothly, I left happy, and the photo turned out
pretty great too. For those of you unaware, Lena looks totally different
in person than she does in “Game Of Thrones”. She’s got dark hair, lots of
tattoos, and is a total rock chick, which I find absolutely badass.
Straight after Lena’s photoshoot finished, it was
time to go around in a circle and join the queue again for Peter Dinklage’s
photoshoot, which was taking place at 10:10am in the same photo area, B. It was
apparent that a lot of people getting a photo with Lena were also getting a
photo with Peter because the queue was almost an exact replica of the Lena
queue. Thankfully, because I was near the front of Lena’s queue, I was also
near the front of Peter’s. One thing that thoroughly impressed me about Peter
was his ability to see someone for a second or two, make judgments about their
personality and tastes, then pose in accordance with those assumptions. Peter
had a different pose ready for everyone in a matter of seconds. He oozed star
power and charisma during that photoshoot. One thing to note is that before the
photoshoot began, we were told ‘no handshakes’, which is understandable as
Peter had been signing autographs for 9 hours the previous day and needed to
for another 9 hours. Peter told us later in the day that he’s high susceptible
to hand cramps, which is why he was avoiding handshakes (basically, his wrists
hurt like fuck from all the autographs). Two photoshoots down, two great
experiences, two great photos too! Can’t ask for a better start than that. I
believe this was the first convention where Showmasters had instant
photo-printing technology, as the previous years I had to wait a couple of
hours for them to be developed (which led to a shockingly grumpy Hannah the
previous year because she was tired).
With an hour to spare before my next photoshoot,
myself and Hannah - who acted as my photographer for the day – headed over to
Lena Headey’s autograph table. Unlike Peter Dinklage and Norman Reedus, who
were walled off and hidden from the attendees that weren’t buying an autograph,
Lena was out in the open next to Jason Momoa. As a general rule for the
autograph table, unless the guest’s queue is entirely empty, you’re looking at
a minute or so with them. Of course, this can vary guest to guest, but a
general encounter would consist of exchanging pleasantries (saying hello,
etc.), you asking them a question or telling them something, them responding,
and you both saying “thank you” and/or “it’s nice to meet you” before leaving.
For some reason, with a few notable exceptions of really big guests and grumpy
guests, I’ve always seemed to be blessed with more time than this, with
conversations usually ranging from 2-15 minutes, depending on the guest and the
queue length. Lena was no exception. After witnessing everyone before me in the
queue getting 30-60 seconds because Lena was a popular guest, I resigned myself
to the fact that I’d be getting a limited interaction. Of course, for busy
guests, this is not only expected, but often times necessary. If 500 people
want autographs and the guest is talkative, only 200-300 might receive the
autograph they craved, leaving 200-300 people going home empty-handed. Both
guests and organisers seem to agree that everyone receiving some time is
better than half the people receiving a little more time. There’s clearly a
monetary aspect to this too, as more people = more money, but the optimist in
me likes to think that most do it to be fair to their fans and not solely for
the money.
Lena Headey: When
I approached Lena’s autograph table, Lena spotted my forearm tattoo and
excitedly exclaimed that she loved it, and asked for the story behind it. That
particular tattoo is a large Celtic knot, which is the “Breaking Benjamin” band
logo. After my best friend was hit by a car and passed away in 2007, I had the
tattoo imprinted as a tribute to him as the Celtic knot was our wrestling tag
team logo for many years. This led to quite a deep – albeit brief – discussion
about death and Lena asked how I was coping. Bless her. In exchange, I asked
Lena about some of her tattoos, which are numerous. Lena has this bird cage
tattoo on her right forearm with the cage door open, which Lena said
represented freeing herself in life from the things that restricted her. When I
mentioned how much I like her tattoos and how much they suited her, she said,
“Yeah, they look great now. In a decade or so, they’ll probably look gross when
my arms are all saggy”. If you’ve ever listened to the “Game Of Thrones” audio
commentaries or watched interviews with Lena, you’ll know that she’s got a very
self-deprecating sense of humour and hates watching herself perform.
She’s constantly making remarks about her teeth or her appearance, or her
acting. Chivalrously, I built her up before I left. We then switched to “Game
Of Thrones” for a couple of minutes before we thanked each other, shook hands,
and I departed. This is where the second “FINE!” moment in an hour occurred,
with Hannah also getting Lena’s autograph. Lena’s autograph and photoshoot was
£25, which is a great price when you consider how much it will be in a few more
years. I don’t recall if Lena had a “no posed photos” sign up, but I didn’t ask
for one either way because my studio photo had turned out well. Guest type =
Responder.
“What’s a responder?”
I’m glad you asked.
A few years back, after attending many conventions,
I devised a system whereby to categorise my experiences with guests and their
level of interaction in order to compare the quality of my experiences across
conventions and time. I have O.C.D., shut up. The following three types were
found :-
·
The Responder: This type of guest is often
polite and friendly. If you ask them a question, they’ll happily answer. If you
comment on something, they’ll respond or smile gratefully. However, they won’t
carry the conversation forward, you have to. These are the most common type of
guest, and this is what you expect when meeting someone at a convention. This
is a great category to be a part of.
·
The Groucho/Big Guest: There are two aspects to
this category. Firstly, you have the groucho. The groucho is there for monetary
purposes or is generally just having a bad day, or is a bit of an ass. If you
meet enough people, one of them is bound to be an ass! The grouchos aren’t
interested in conversations above a few words. They’ll say ‘hi’ (sometimes they
don’t bother with that), sign, say ‘bye’ (sometimes), and you’re on your merry
way. Of course, in certain situations this is relevant and expected, which
brings me to the second part of this category, the big guest. Some guests are
going to be insanely popular. Such as Stan Lee at LFCC ‘14, who had an entire
building to himself basically. When you get a huge queue like that, the guest
can’t take a lot of time with everyone. If they did, many people would go home
disappointed at not getting to meet them at all. Therefore, the convention
company and the guest want to get through as many people as possible. You
cannot have a huge guest and expect to get above a minute with them, which is
perfectly fair.
·
The Conversationalist: This is easily my
favourite type of guest. They’ll answer your questions with a smile, ask you
questions in return, and are happy to chat for an extended period of time
(extended = above 2-3 minutes), regardless of where the conversation leads or
how long you’ve been talking. Obviously, there has to be some cut-off
point if there is a queue behind you, but you leave the experience feeling
euphoric and like you gained a lot more than just the autograph you queued for.
Now you know and can
bear this in mind for the rest of the review. Don’t you feel enlightened?
The guest sat right next
to Lena, as mentioned, was Jason Momoa, who was also on my hit-list. By this
point, it was about 10:45am, giving me about 20 minutes before I needed to head
over to my photoshoot with Armin Shimerman. As it was still before 11am, the
queues were only 5-10 minutes long, so I figured this was the perfect time to
meet Jason, as he wasn’t using a virtual queuing system yet, but surely would
be soon after 11am.
Jason Momoa: The first thing that
was apparent about Jason, even while he was sat down, was that he was frickin’ huge.
Very tall man! Although, since this event, I’ve met people like Conan Stevens,
who’s 7’1.5”, so my definition of “huge” has stretched (pun-believable!) after
the fact. The second thing I noticed about Jason was that he wasn’t
Drogo-sized. Jason was solidly muscled and clearly in absolutely amazing shape,
but he was not the same size he was when he was playing Drogo. Not close. As at
this point I’d only seen Jason in “Game Of Thrones”, I had little reference for
what to expect when I met him, as Khal Drogo is a vicious killer. I’m happy to
report that Jason did not kill me...how I could have reported that he had
killed me, I don’t know. Due to Jason’s brick-shithouse status, I was expecting
Jason to be one of those manly men, with a strong handshake, a gruff exterior,
and little in the way of conversation. I was wrong. Jason was very friendly,
very talkative, had a big grin on his face, was quick to laugh, and quick to
banter. We talked about “Game Of Thrones”, the auditioning process, what
Jason’s pre-filming training consisted of (muscle growth, learning Dothraki,
fighting with weapons, etc.), and the minutes passed quickly. Almost too
quickly. The five-minute conversation was over in what felt like a heartbeat,
but I left feeling satisfied and as though I more than got my money’s worth.
The £20 spent was also a good investment for the future, as Jason’s career will
only improve, which will also make his autograph price rise. Two great photos,
two great experiences at the autograph table. We’re rolling, kiddies! Guest
type = Responder.
Due to Jason being more
talkative than expected, my journey over to Armin’s 11:15am photoshoot at photo
area A went from a walk to a run. Armin’s queue length was about half of Peter
and Lena’s, which is still very respectable. Of course, Peter and Lena both had
two photoshoots that day, plus a duo photoshoot together, while Armin had just
the one. This was also the first year where the biggest guests had their
photoshoots split into two halves as far as I’m aware. One in the morning
before 11am so that early birds could get theirs done and one in the afternoon
for the regular entry ticket holders and people who couldn’t/didn’t want to
attend the first session. Even during the photoshoot, Armin was very friendly
and talkative because his queue was just short enough to allow a little
more interaction. He shook my hand enthusiastically, we exchanged pleasantries,
then the photo was taken. Another nice experience.
Three photos down, two
to go. Two autographs down, seven to go. Two and a half hours down, six and a
half to go if we stay until closing.
DDP: Next up was former
wrestling world champion and creator of the YRG (yoga for regular guys/gals)
yoga program, Diamond Dallas Page. This ended up being one of my biggest highlights
of the day for a multitude of reasons. Even though DDP was 58 years old at the
time of this event, he was in phenomenal shape because of his diet and his YRG
yoga program. When DDP entered the latter stages of his wrestling career in his
early 40’s, his body was breaking down. His back was in rough shape, his neck,
his knees...everything, which is what happens to many athletes as they enter
middle-age. DDP created a yoga program to aid his recovery and rehabilitate his
body. It worked so well that he turned it into a full-fledged program over the
next decade and started to sell it. At the time, it was primarily aimed at
athletes, but has since been reworked and reshaped to include everyone. It
comes with the YRG workouts, a nutrition guide, cooking advice, weight loss
tips, and even a series of inspirational podcast mp3’s to encourage people to
take ownership of their life. After attempted suicide and subsequently
defeating depression in late 2011, I started using DDP Yoga as part of my road
to recovery. It worked incredibly well, so I can say first-hand that not only
did it help my joints (from my years of wrestling) and my flexibility, but it
also helped my mental state.
When I got to the front
of DDP’s autograph queue, he shook my hand and greeted me with a big smile and
a very loud, excitable “Hi! Nice to meet ya!”. All you have to do is Google DDP
to know that he’s very loud, very positive, always smiling, and always
enthusiastic. He’s a born spokesman and motivator. During the course of our conversation
about wrestling, yoga, and life, I mentioned to him that I was a practitioner
of DDP Yoga and with its help, I lost 30 pounds and refound my mental stability
during the most turbulent four years of my life (the depression-battling years
after my two closest friends died in 2007). If you want to know what type of
man DDP is and that he didn’t create this program just to earn money (he was
already a millionnaire from wrestling), look no further. A year or so before
this event, DDP turned a section of his house into an area called ‘The
Accountability Crib’, then flew in two former wrestlers who had been battling
drug addiction and alcoholism for many, many years. Both were on the brink of
death, both were battling depression, both had given up. Within one year, both
had lost a lot of weight, stopped drinking alcohol, were clean from drugs, and
had turned their life around, all thanks to DDP, his enthusiasm, his outlook on
life, and his yoga program. When I look at real life human beings that I find inspirational,
DDP is right near the top of that list. He’s a genuinely caring guy. So, of
course, when I shared my story with him, DDP went from friendly and warm to
ecstatic and overjoyed. Until meeting Nicky Brendon and Tad Looney years later,
I’d never felt more emotionally connected to a guest than DDP. We must have
talked about DDP Yoga, my life, his life, and everything else under the sun for
a solid 20 minutes, while the queue behind me was forming. Don’t get me wrong,
while I love getting lots of time with the guests, I’ll never go overboard and
make other people angry in order to satisfy my own selfish desires. However,
every time I tried to leave, he kept talking to me! I’d thank him sincerely and
attempt to shuffle off, and he’d call me back and say something else! What a
fucking legend. During our conversation about DDP Yoga, he said to me, “Bro,
I’m gonna give you my personal email address on the back of the autograph
picture. Send me an email with a couple of before and after pics, detailing your
story. We’ll get you on the website, and I’ll keep you updated about when I’m
over in England for DDP Yoga seminars! Come along, join in, and we can catch
up”. Finally, I asked if I could grab a quick picture with him at the autograph
table before I departed. He responded with, “You’ve already said the magic
words (‘DDP Yoga’), you go to the head of the class. Come round this side of
the table and we’ll do a proper picture. None of this over-the-table crap!”. So
I shuffled over to the guest’s side of the autograph table, much to the
annoyance of the Showmasters crew members. We took a picture using DDP’s famous
“diamond cutter” hand gesture, with his hand doing one half while my hand made
up the other half. Then, after that, he said, “Bro, I’m gonna give you the
Diamond Cutter (that’s his finishing move in wrestling), sell it”. “Sell it”,
in essence, means to act like it’s painful, even though it isn’t. So we also
took a picture performing this pose as well. THEN, after I thanked him
again, shook his hand, and started to walk off, he called me back to remind me
to email him. Then he called me back again to remind me to go to a DDP Yoga
seminar with him next time he’s in England. I can say hands-down that he’s the
most friendly, talkative, warm, charming guest I’ve met to this day. I’m unsure
as to exactly how long this process was, but it must have been around the
20-minute mark. When we started talking, the queue was empty. When I left, it
was about 20-people long. Just as a side note, after the convention had
finished, I posted a little message of thanks to the DDP Yoga Facebook wall
with a before and after picture. The page has some quarter of a million likes
and receives messages many times every day. Yet, within a few hours, DDP had
personally replied to it, which I discovered was quite the rarity after
scrolling down the wall for a while. One of the best convention experiences of
my life. 20-minute conversation, 2x pictures at the autograph table, an
autograph, and an email address, all for £15. Bargain! Guest type =
Conversationalist.
Euphoric, I pace-walked across the length of Earls Court 2 to collect my autographs with Peter Dinklage and Norman Reedus, as both queues were calling virtual queuing numbers with which I could gain entry. Due to the virtual queuing system, the waiting time for both was down to around 10 minutes each. Peter’s queue was a little longer than Norman’s, but moved faster as the Showmasters staff were trying to usher as many people through as quickly as possible, which I don’t appreciate, but is a necessary evil as I explained earlier.
Euphoric, I pace-walked across the length of Earls Court 2 to collect my autographs with Peter Dinklage and Norman Reedus, as both queues were calling virtual queuing numbers with which I could gain entry. Due to the virtual queuing system, the waiting time for both was down to around 10 minutes each. Peter’s queue was a little longer than Norman’s, but moved faster as the Showmasters staff were trying to usher as many people through as quickly as possible, which I don’t appreciate, but is a necessary evil as I explained earlier.
Peter Dinklage: After getting to the
front of Peter’s queue, with Hannah next in line behind me, the first thing
Peter did was look at the studio photo of us both together as that was what I
was getting signed. Obviously, due to my appearance, Peter saw a little bit of
a rocker inside me, as the pose he used for the photo was hilariously
expressive. Peter looked down at the photo, laughed loudly, and said, “What the
Hell am I doing? I look totally crazed!”, which was an instant ice-breaker.
With the little time available that was gifted to me, I swiftly entered a brief
discussion with Peter about “Game Of Thrones”, before transitioning into “The
Station Agent”, which is a film that Peter is the leading actor in that I’d
watched a few days previous in preparation for this event. As a general rule,
finding something a little more abstract to talk about works well for you, as
it’s something they haven’t already discussed 200 times that day, which often
results in a longer, more energised conversation. We thanked each other, we
fist-bumped (no handshakes, remember), and I was on my merry way to Norman
Reedus. As far as big headlining guests go, it was an above-average
conversation length and quality, which I was appreciative of. Guest type =
Big Guest.
Norman Reedus: Alongside DDP, Norman
was probably my other biggest highlight of the day, which is saying a lot as
everyone I met at the event was fantastic. Norman was unlike any other ‘big
guest’ I’ve met in that he took the time to talk to everyone. When the
Showmasters crew members were trying to speed him up, he would ignore them and
continue to talk to you anyway. Hannah queued with me even though she wasn’t
getting an autograph and her photography skills weren’t needed due to the “no
posed photos” sign on the wall behind Norman, because queuing by yourself can
be boring. Norman took the time to hug Hannah too, say “hi” to her, and kiss
her on the cheek, even though he was making no money off of her. Classy move.
It happens less often than you’d expect. Myself and Norman discussed “Blade II”
and “The Walking Dead”, and what could be expected from the 4th season, which
had wrapped filming a few weeks before the convention. Also, Norman had the crossbow
with him from the show, which was a great little addition. As I was leaving,
Norman reached over and wrapped me into a hug and shook my hand. Twice. Like
DDP before him, as I was leaving, Norman started talking to me again, so I went
back, much to the chagrin of the Showmasters crew member. Earlier, I said that
Peter Dinklage oozed star power. Norman was the opposite. It felt more like
bumping into an old friend at the pub and then staying for a while to shoot the
shit. Plus, let’s be honest, he usually looks a tad like a homeless person.
Norman was so down to Earth, so chilled, and somehow managed to make everyone
feel like they were the most special person in the room, even though his queues
were the longest of the day alongside Peter Dinklage. A little earlier in the
day, I bought an A3 (that’s quite big) poster of Norman Reedus to get signed,
which is exactly what happened. As I was leaving (for the second time), I told
Norman that I’d see him a little later in the day for the photoshoot. Guest
type = Big Guest.
Armin Shimerman: We headed straight from Norman to Armin, as he was located not too far from Norman’s private walled-off area. Like with Peter Dinklage, I asked Armin Shimerman to sign the studio photo of the two of us together...me and Armin, not me and Peter. That would be weird. As Armin’s queue was quite large at this point, my time with him was fairly limited, so I spent the time I did get with him talking about “Buffy The Vampire Slayer”, which will come as a shock to nobody, I’m sure. Armin was also interested in asking me some questions about myself as well, such as where I’d travelled from, how my day was going, etc. The usual politeness you can expect from the nicer guests. Armin was very friendly and I’d happily meet him again. During the car journey home, my friend John told me that when he met Amanda Tapping, Armin (who at this point in the early morning had an empty queue) was walking up and down the queues of other people talking to everyone to keep them entertained. What a lovely man! Guest type = Responder.
Armin Shimerman: We headed straight from Norman to Armin, as he was located not too far from Norman’s private walled-off area. Like with Peter Dinklage, I asked Armin Shimerman to sign the studio photo of the two of us together...me and Armin, not me and Peter. That would be weird. As Armin’s queue was quite large at this point, my time with him was fairly limited, so I spent the time I did get with him talking about “Buffy The Vampire Slayer”, which will come as a shock to nobody, I’m sure. Armin was also interested in asking me some questions about myself as well, such as where I’d travelled from, how my day was going, etc. The usual politeness you can expect from the nicer guests. Armin was very friendly and I’d happily meet him again. During the car journey home, my friend John told me that when he met Amanda Tapping, Armin (who at this point in the early morning had an empty queue) was walking up and down the queues of other people talking to everyone to keep them entertained. What a lovely man! Guest type = Responder.
It was just after 1pm by
this point, with three out of five studio photos complete, and six out of the
nine autographs collected. Progress was being made in very good time. With my
next studio photo not scheduled until 3:10pm, I had a couple of hours to kill.
So myself and Hannah rejoined Scott and John, and headed over to the
merchandise stalls to soak up all the nerdy goodness. Scott bought a katana
from a stall that sold weapons, while I bought a beautiful black and white
“Game Of Thrones” art print, and a poster of Dexter Morgan from “Dexter”. By
the time we’d finished faffing around, it was time to head over to photo area A
for Norman Reedus’ photoshoot. This was easily the longest queue I was a
part of all day, as I’d managed to get Peter Dinklage’s photoshoot in the
earlier, quieter session. As Norman’s first shoot clashed with Peter’s, and as
I’ve yet to finish manufacturing my TARDIS, I was forced to go to Norman’s
second shoot, which involved many more people. No matter, I was still pretty
near the front. A few places in front of me in the queue was a father and his
very young son. I’d estimate somewhere in the 2-3 months old range. Norman held
the child into the air for the photo, then waited for it to be developed so he
could take a picture of it himself on his mobile phone. I later discovered that
Norman had shared the picture of him with the baby on his social media
accounts. After keeping an eye on the proceedings the previous day, I knew that
Norman was likely to be wearing his baseball cap and sunglasses for the
photoshoot. While that annoys me personally (I’m paying for a photoshoot with
your whole face, not half), it did lead to arguably my favourite studio photo
of all time with a guest. The cunning rouse was set: if Norman happened to be
wearing his sunglasses, I’d bust my own sunglasses out of my suit pocket, and
we could “Men In Black” this mo’ fucka. When it was my turn, Norman looked to
me, smiled, said “It’s you! Hi again, dude!”, and shook my hand in the ‘cool
guy’ way (hands up, not down). I said, “I’ve got this, Norman”, whipped my
sunglasses out my pocket, and put them on. He loved it. The photo was taken, it
turned out amazing in my opinion, he pulled me into a hug, gave me another
man-shake, and said “take care of yourself, brother”. Great experience!
Straight after Norman’s photoshoot, it was a mad dash to Jason Momoa’s photoshoot, which was scheduled to start at 3:50pm in photo area C. The queue swiftly went awry and then totally fell apart. The lines turned into one abstract circle, everyone got confused, and we were re-queued. This worked to my advantage as I somehow ended up going from 50th in queue to 10th. Works for me, as my feet were starting to ache by this point. Jason is absolutely the opposite of what you’d expect if you’ve only seen him as Khal Drogo. He’s always smiling, really warm, and wrapped me into a massive 6’5” Hawaiian hug. Just as I was fearing this was going to be a Lenny situation and he’d accidentally crush me to death, I realised that the hug wasn’t bone-crunching at all. Good stuff all around! We ended the photoshoot with a manly handshake, and as I was leaving he told me to take care of myself.
Straight after Norman’s photoshoot, it was a mad dash to Jason Momoa’s photoshoot, which was scheduled to start at 3:50pm in photo area C. The queue swiftly went awry and then totally fell apart. The lines turned into one abstract circle, everyone got confused, and we were re-queued. This worked to my advantage as I somehow ended up going from 50th in queue to 10th. Works for me, as my feet were starting to ache by this point. Jason is absolutely the opposite of what you’d expect if you’ve only seen him as Khal Drogo. He’s always smiling, really warm, and wrapped me into a massive 6’5” Hawaiian hug. Just as I was fearing this was going to be a Lenny situation and he’d accidentally crush me to death, I realised that the hug wasn’t bone-crunching at all. Good stuff all around! We ended the photoshoot with a manly handshake, and as I was leaving he told me to take care of myself.
It was now 4:15pm. All
five photoshoots were complete, and all five autographs from those people were
also complete, plus DDP. I’d been on my feet for 9 hours and in a suit for
close to 12, in 30-degree weather. While the building was air conditioned,
after a certain point there are simply too many people and it gets too warm to
notice. I was starting to get a little cranky. However, the perfect cure was
afoot – my final three autographs and the Iron Throne photo.
Clive Russell: I moseyed on over to
meet Clive Russell, A.K.A. ‘Blackfish’ from “Game Of Thrones”. At this point,
season three of the show had not long finished, so the Red Wedding was still
firmly implanted in everyone’s minds. Therefore, after a few minutes talking
about “Game Of Thrones”, what it was like filming the Red Wedding, and a whole
host of other fun things, Clive added “Blackfish IS ALIVE!” to my autographed
8” x 10”. He also said he loved my tie, which I shall appreciate to the very
end of my days. He totally gives off these warm and loving grandfather vibes
when you meet him, which is great. Totally friendly man, totally willing to
have a conversation with you, and an absolutely wonderful experience. My only
regret was not asking for a picture with him! It completely slipped my
mind....I blame the lack of sleep the previous night. Stupid, stupid Shangel. Guest
type = Responder.
Finn Jones: Sat next to Clive was Finn Jones, who was also on my hit-list. Finn was ridiculously hyper and friendly. I don’t know who’d let Finn into the sugar jar, but he was buzzing. As someone who’s familiar with Loras’ story in the books post-“A Storm Of Swords”, we speculated on what was to come for Loras in the show and also whether or not Loras would survive his potentially mortal wounds in the books. Finn summed it up nicely when he said, “He can’t be dead. I just think that would be a total fucking waste. There’s so much story left to tell with him”. Gotta say I agree! Also, that’s right. On a day where I met Lena Headey (listen to the audio commentaries on “Game Of Thrones” for verification that Lena swears a lot) and Norman Reedus, Finn was the only person to openly swear. The conversation with Finn went on for quite a while, which was a nice way to start winding down the day. As a general rule, most conventions start to clear out about 4pm. Suddenly everyone’s (almost) lines greatly decrease and the level of conversation you get increases. However, the risk that runs parallel with that is that sometimes guests leave early if their queues have reduced to zero for a little while, so it’s not always worth waiting until the end to meet people. I also blagged a picture with Finn at the autograph table! So did Hannah, even though she didn’t get an autograph. Guest type = Conversationalist.
Next up was getting my photo taken while sitting on the Iron Throne. I’ll sum up this experience with an extract from my review of “Cardiff Film & Comic Con 2013”, which took place a few months later. At Cardiff, I had my photo taken on the Iron Throne again, which turned out terrific. This one, however, did not. :-
Finn Jones: Sat next to Clive was Finn Jones, who was also on my hit-list. Finn was ridiculously hyper and friendly. I don’t know who’d let Finn into the sugar jar, but he was buzzing. As someone who’s familiar with Loras’ story in the books post-“A Storm Of Swords”, we speculated on what was to come for Loras in the show and also whether or not Loras would survive his potentially mortal wounds in the books. Finn summed it up nicely when he said, “He can’t be dead. I just think that would be a total fucking waste. There’s so much story left to tell with him”. Gotta say I agree! Also, that’s right. On a day where I met Lena Headey (listen to the audio commentaries on “Game Of Thrones” for verification that Lena swears a lot) and Norman Reedus, Finn was the only person to openly swear. The conversation with Finn went on for quite a while, which was a nice way to start winding down the day. As a general rule, most conventions start to clear out about 4pm. Suddenly everyone’s (almost) lines greatly decrease and the level of conversation you get increases. However, the risk that runs parallel with that is that sometimes guests leave early if their queues have reduced to zero for a little while, so it’s not always worth waiting until the end to meet people. I also blagged a picture with Finn at the autograph table! So did Hannah, even though she didn’t get an autograph. Guest type = Conversationalist.
Next up was getting my photo taken while sitting on the Iron Throne. I’ll sum up this experience with an extract from my review of “Cardiff Film & Comic Con 2013”, which took place a few months later. At Cardiff, I had my photo taken on the Iron Throne again, which turned out terrific. This one, however, did not. :-
“It certainly turned out
much better than the one I had taken at ‘LFCC’ a couple of months earlier,
which was shit for two reasons :- 1) The photographer was subpar and there was
a humongous black shadow covering the bottom half of my face. 2) The pose I
went with made me look entirely uncomfortable carrying the burden of the
throne.”
No matter, everything
else all day had been amazing, so I wasn’t sweating it too much. Plus, in
hindsight, I got a terrific photo a few months later, so it wasn’t a big deal
overall, it was just a wasted £5.
Sarah Wayne Callies: By the time I headed
over to Sarah’s autograph table, it was 5pm and many guests had started to
leave. I noticed that Sarah had also packed her things and was just shuffling
away from her desk. The Showmasters crew member told me the line was shut as
Sarah was leaving, but Sarah (while walking away) overheard, called over “no,
let him through!”, and returned to her autograph table. What a classy thing to
do! Especially when you consider that I found out later in the day that Sarah
was leaving early because she felt sick. Total respect to her. We talked about
“The Walking Dead” for five or so minutes and she didn’t stop smiling
throughout, regardless of illness (which I was unaware of) and almost being
home free. She didn’t try to rush through it because she wanted to go, she sat
there and happily talked for a solid five minutes. We also discussed that as
long as Rick and/or Carl live on “The Walking Dead”, Sarah is able to return to
the show via flashbacks or hallucinations, which could be a very interesting
thing to explore down the line. Sarah signed the 8” x 10”, “Hi Shane (not that
one!), lovely to meet you, I’m glad I stayed!”, which was a nice touch too. The
“not that one!” comment was, of course, referring to Shane from “The Walking
Dead”, her scorned lover. She also drew two arrows to the zombies in the
background of the 8” x 10” and wrote “RUN! RUN!”. Another nice extra touch,
which was appreciated. Unlike Clive, where I forgot, I didn’t ask Sarah for a
picture because I didn’t want to keep her any longer. In hinsight, I regret
this a little, as it would have taken a matter of seconds and would have been a
nice way to immortalise my experience with her. Hopefully I’ll get that opportunity
in the future. Guest type = Responder.
The race was run,
everything was completed, and it was time to head home. The mark of any
convention is the simple question “would I return?”. The answer is an obvious
“yes!”. This was my favourite “LFCC” event, the whole day was incredible, and
I’ve attended every “LFCC” since. In some ways, it’s not the same because there
are far more people now so the experiences you get with the guests are more
limited often times, but it’s still one of the best shows of the year, and the
show when it comes to getting A-Listers to attend. I shall be at “LFCC” in
2016.
FINAL SCORE: 9/10
I see all the hate Sarah gets for various repugnant reasons (can't please everyone) but personally I absolutely love her. I think she's gorgeous & very talented and THAT is why she keeps getting work. And my initial instincts about her were correct: that she's an awesome girl all around. I'm certain you'll treasure those 5-10 minutes for a very long time.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm currently watching an episode of House and guess who just showed up on screen :), she's the main patient.
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