Hey look, this site’s still alive! Guys, I’m going to skip the usual rambling apology as to why it’s been so long since I last posted, because let’s be honest, no one cares. You know what you’re here for. It’s halfway to Halloween, convention season is upon us, and I’ve come back into your lives like an absentee father to write about spooky stuff and pretend like we actually do this on a regular basis.
Guess what, I went to the Mad Monster Party a few months ago!
This one was a little bit of a roller coaster ride. First, some background info. If you’ve read any of my previous accounts of going to the Mad Monster Party, you’ll know I come away with a lot of autographs and pictures. In fact, I put aside a good chunk of money every year for an autograph budget because that shit ain’t cheap. But, a few months ago, my laptop finally gave up the ghost, so there went the budge. Consequently, this one was short, sweet, and cheap. Just like your mom.
For starters, as if the laptop thing wasn’t bad enough, the morning of the con, I got held up doing family stuff, so I couldn’t leave as early as I would have liked. I always try to get there about 10:00 AM to get the jump on the autograph crowd, but I didn’t leave until mid-afternoon, which is a death sentence if you’re looking to get the prime autographs and go to all the panels.
And boy did it hurt. If you’ve read any of my previous accounts, you’ll know that every year, I have a white whale. It’s that one person who I would make the hour and a half drive to meet even if they were the only person set up there. In previous years, it’s been Doug Bradley, Stephen Geoffreys, Felissa Rose, and a bunch of other personal faves. This year it was ROBERT ENGLUND. Major bucket list material for me! So when I was finally free, I hauled ass up to Charlotte and made a bee-line straight for his table. Or rather, I should say, I made a bee-line straight for the incredibly long line that was snaking its way, away from his table and down some back hallways.
I got to the back of the line and was informed by staff that you had to have a small yellow ticket to see him. They were apparently given out to everyone in line earlier. Ok, fine. How do I get a ticket? Guess what, no more tickets. They were cut off sometime before I got there. I begged and pleaded my case, but no dice. So, despite all my checking back and trying to weasel my way into the back of the line, my Englund mission was a total failure. I did get to see him though, from across the room, signing autographs for everyone else. So…there’s that.
But, all was not lost. I had a couple more hours to work with and I was going to make the most out of it. On that same side of the room, was a bunch of other A Nightmare on Elm Street series alums — Danny Hassel, Ronee Blakely, Tuesday Knight, Lisa Wilcox, and Amanda Wyss. I spoke to all of them and they were all delightful. The lack of budget prohibited me from getting pictures or autographs from nearly all of them, but Danny Hassel was cool enough to autograph a picture for free. According to him, this was actually taken in his backyard. Thanks, Danny!
I had some other great conversations too! Again…budget, so you’ll have to take my word for it. I chatted a bit with Nick Castle, and of course we talked about the new Halloween film that had just wrapped shooting in Charleston. As someone who tries to get PA work when he can on features, it kind of killed me to know that it was shooting just three hours from where I am right now, and I couldn’t find time to get down there to get work on it. Oh, and they never responded to the resume I sent them, but that’s neither here nor there. I also spoke to Felissa Rose again, who you guys know is a big favorite of mine. I love that I’ve reached this weird point in in my life in which Felissa and I kind of have some friends in common and almost know each other a little. I can’t wait to see DEATH HOUSE.
OH, AND I MET THE SOSKA SISTERS! Kids, if you ever get the chance to meet one or both of them, get on that. They are hilarious, sweet, and a ton of fun (not to mention, every bit as easy on the eyes as you can imagine). They recorded probably the greatest promo for my radio show that I’ve gotten from anyone. Listen sometime and maybe you’ll hear it. I think I’m just going to fill my entire two hours one night playing it on repeat.
Oh, and I met some upcoming actor named LANCE FUCKING HENRIKSEN. You may have heard of him. He’s every bit as cool and nice as you can imagine. He was sat near Jenette Goldstein (more on her later) and Michael Biehn as part of an Aliens reunion of sorts. Of course, I talked to them too. What a lineup!
So yeah, I might have missed out on Freddy, but I think I salvaged the day.
But wait, there’s more. If you’re a regular con goer, you know there’s the con, and then there’s the bar after the con. That’s where, if you’re lucky, things get a little less formal, and you can buy a drink for (or maybe even share a few drinks with) some of your favorite horror celebrities. And cousin, that’s exactly what happened.
So after the con was winding down for the day, I made my way to said bar, only to immediately lock in on Lance Henriksen sitting at a table with Jenette Golstein and Tuesday Knight. He spotted me and gave me a wave as I made my way to the main bar. I didn’t really speak to him for the rest of the night, but it was cool to just know that for a few hours, we were just two guys who love the industry, having a good time in a room full of like-minded weirdos. There is a sort of kinship there, even among us and them.
While at the bar, I befriended a couple who were there from out of town, and eventually found myself at a table with Jenette Goldstein, her husband, and a drag queen dressed like Pinhead. Jenette and her husband are lovely people and we talked quite a bit about their business in California, selling bras. Vasquez went from killing xenomorphs to pushing unmentionables.
As the night went on, I found myself buying drinks for Alex Vincent and spent an hour or so sharing a few drinks with R.A. Mihailoff (Leatherface from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Part 3). Dude is cool is hell and we spent almost our entire time talkng about Johnny Cash and a bunch other things that I can’t remember because that was two months and a lot of drinks ago. Yes, that’s him up there with Drag Queen Pinhead.
Which brings us to the end of the night. There’s no way to say what happened other than just say it. I spent a couple of hours getting toasted and swapping stories with Drag Queen Pinhead and Christine Elise. The fact that I can say that sentence out loud in complete honesty means that I may not have failed as a human being after all. You’ll know Christine as “Kyle” from Child’s Play 2. She’s an incredibly cool chick and knows a dirty joke or three. The three of us shut the bar down after everyone else had cleared out. It was a solid way to end a day that didn’t start out all that well.
And that, kids, is how you do a horror con. I can’t wait for the next one in just a few weeks! Days of the Dead and the Crimson Screen Horror Film Fest are coming up next month, so stay tuned. Here are a few more pics. Enjoy!