Posts Tagged ‘Comic-Con 2012’

Skin Game

Tuesday, July 24th, 2012

My latest collaboration with Mickey Spillane is available in e-book only from Dutton’s e-relaunch of its Gilt-Edged Mystery Line, of which Mickey was the first great star, actually easily the greatest star. It’s a nice honor that they are making Mickey a big part of this new start.

Here’s where you can read about the novella and order it from parent company Penguin. It’s also available from Amazon, Barnes & Noble and other e-book sellers.

The novella is my completion of a very interesting fragment from the Spillane files – a typically great opening from Mickey. It’s already generating some terrific reviews, like this one…and this one.

Meanwhile, LADY, GO DIE! continues to get nice notices. Here’s one of the latest.

And for an in-depth view of the First Comics panel at San Diego Comic-Con, with an emphasis on Ms. Tree, check this out.

And the next Hammer novel – COMPLEX 90, the long-awaited third book in Mickey’s Red Scare trilogy (the other two novels are ONE LONELY NIGHT and THE GIRL HUNTERS) – has been delivered to Titan. I finished right before we left for San Diego.

M.A.C.

San Diego Comic-Con 2012: Exit the Con

Monday, July 16th, 2012

Sunday, the final day of the con, once was the lightest of the days and a great one for bargain hunting. The latter is still true, but the dealer’s room floor today was packed, easily to the Wed., Thurs., Fri. levels (I wasn’t there on Saturday). I think this has to do with Sunday being much lighter on the big deal Hollywood events that take place in that aircraft hanger known as Hall H.

I had luck buying books at 50% off and bought a few original pieces of daily comic strip art, an old addiction of mine that I’ve been dipping back into lately. I love daily originals because they don’t take up much wall space and sometimes are bargains. I talked with lots of cool people, including Brian at Shout Factory, one of the truly great Blu-ray/DVD labels.

But this con is getting oppressive. The security is just a nightmare. They suddenly decide you can’t cross an aisle until traffic (!) slows. They suddenly decide that one of the relative handfuls of entrances onto the dealer’s room floor is now entrance only or exit only (no signs posted). You can’t get in the building with having your pass on its necklace seen and approved by a security staffer, but after that, you are constantly required to show your passes to security people at various doors and self-created, pointless bottlenecks. Understand this: you can’t get in the building without your pass. Yet you are constantly forced to prove that you are legally in the building. How stupid and bullying are the security people? Here’s the last thing I heard screamed at me as I headed out of the convention center: “Exit through the doors!”

I love this con, but it’s a beauty who with age has grown fat and sloppy. It’s still a great deal of fun and an amazing spectacle/train-wreck to witness. I will probably go back. But that I just said “probably” about a show I have not missed in well over a decade speaks volumes.

San Diego Comic-Con 2012: Day Four

Sunday, July 15th, 2012

We spent the day away from the con — our annual “family day,” which included a trip to Old Town and a meal at a fabulous Mexican restaurant, Casa Guadalaljara. Then Nate and Abby went off to Coronado Island for bike-riding and a visit to the famous hotel there, and Barb and I shared a quiet dinner (and a lively business meeting) with Titan publisher Nick Landau, at a wildly different Mexican place, Candelas near the convention center. Nick is a great guy and we could talk pop culture for hours…and we did.

Tomorrow is the final day of the con, unbelievably, and Nate, Abby and I will be there till the bitter end. Barb will shop elsewhere. This has been a fine year where appearing on panels and business was concerned, but less enjoyable for the con itself. The only panel I wanted to get into, the Warner Archive one (they do made-to-order DVDs of classic movies and TV shows, and have sucked thousands of dollars out of me) was packed due to the scheduled appearances of actors from the old SHAZAM kids’ show, which they are about to release on DVD. The line was endless and many were turned away. You’d have thought the Beatles were performing, not Billy Batson. The whole con is like that — you can’t get into anything without standing in line, sometimes for hours, sometimes over night (a woman died in a traffic accident early on in the con trying to maintain her position in a re-directed line for a TWILIGHT event). The security at the con has been inconsistent to say the least — sometimes nice, other times belligerent and frequently ill-informed, keeping people out of places that were open to them. For reasons I will never understand, masses of people are often directed through single doors (where there are multiple ones). Mid-way in the outer hall, everyone is forced through a one-person-only passageway for no discernible reason. I have always loved this con, but they are making it hard for me.

Let me briefly note the passing of the producer of ROAD TO PERDITION, the great Richard D. Zanuck. I will talk more about this fine gentleman in a future update.

M.A.C.

San Diego Comic-Con 2012: Day Three

Saturday, July 14th, 2012

The panel was a smashing success.

We had a huge room filled to capacity (a very popular panel was following us), but the crowd, for whatever reason they were there, were captivated by a great panel and were extremely responsive.

Everyone on the panel did stellar work, but our grandmaster Kevin J. Anderson was wonderful — funny and informative. Bob Greenberger announced the awards with confidence and humor, and I couldn’t have been more pleased.

The format was fun and perhaps a little unusual, because we put the emphasis on our grandmaster by having each of our panel members ask him a question. A lot of back and forth about the craft of writing tie-ins and the current state of the trade followed.

I didn’t think we could top the Peter David panel last year, but we may have — or anyway did just as well.

My thanks to all.

M.A.C.