I have looked into the belly of the Beast...maw of the Beast...some part of some Beast. And it is full of dealers hawking overpriced knick-knacks, the effluvia of a culture gone pop.
Feelings are mixed here at the gooey center of geek capitalism. Soviet style lines - "why are standing here...because everyone else is." things for sale that no human being could ever use. A thousand dollars for a Halo costume. Why?
But, then again, people pay 10 times that amount for a watch and it is seen as a sign of success, not consumer derangement.
And the costume was kind of neat.
True confession: if I hadn't planned ahead and not had any excess space in my luggage, a couple of graphic novels would probably be coming home with me (but see, they're novels, not comic books...so, it's literature, right?).
On a side note, if you are cosplaying a character wearing a skintight or reveling costume, please, have the body for it. Some of the people here do...some really do not.
Well, off to a panel. More later.
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