Fango

Embarrassingly small con, I must say!

Smaller than last year (which I thought was kind of small). In addition to small side rooms for films and mass autographings, there was one central room, about a third of which was taken up by the stage and seating. The rest of the room was dealers' tables, but only about 3/4 of those were rented (they tried to talk me into one 2 weeks ago, so they must've been desperate, but not desperate enough to offer a discount, so to hell with that), with some prominent tables taken by annoying non-horror people. (The cell phone people were uber obnoxious.) The whole thing seemed geared to the ultra fanboy, who was coaxed to pay a couple hundred so he could go to the head of the line to fawn on Guillermo Del Toro, Tom Savini, Tobe Hooper, and Dario Argento, for a few seconds each (an aspect of fandom I just don't get).

But with a $5 coupon and lunch at a cheap thai place on 9th avenue, it didn't dent my wallet too badly.