| On a pleasant October morning just made
for changing planes in an airport headed for California, the author was
loading clothes from a plastic bag into a dryer. On a cool October night
which would have been a great time to watch a costume contest in California,
the author was at a race track watching wreckers haul away battered race
cars.
So now you know why the author wasn't at Ani-Magic in Lancaster, Calif.
The real world interfered with racing stuff (and it wasn't the race the
author really wanted to attend) that forced him to stay home, a kind of
payback for the last-minute trip one month earlier to New York. So the
author made up for that frustration with another irrational trip to two
conventions on the same weekend. It took four flights to get to Anime USA
on Friday, AnimeNEXT on Saturday and head for home on Sunday.
The rain never stopped all weekend, one of the wettest of the convention
season. The weather didn't lessen the contrast between the regions in which
the conventions were held.
Anime USA was in the Virginia suburbs of Washington, D.C., in an area
built in the last two generations. The ride from the Dulles airport passes
green hills dotted by dot-com office buildings. AnimeNEXT was in old-line
industrial New Jersey. As you leave the Newark airport, you pass a prison
and mountains of shipping containers. Anime USA was along a commuter route
in an office park. AnimeNEXT was in the middle of the "Meadowlands" swamp,
within view of Giants Stadium.
Sadly, the author didn't have the time to visit New Jersey's eggplant
farms, which were said by a convention fan to be the largest in the United
States. However, it wasn't hard to miss the Anheuser-Busch brewery next
door to the Newark airport. Parked at a Newark terminal gate was an All
Nippon Airways 777; the author wondered how much it would cost to charter
that plane and haul anime fans to Japan. Probably more than the cost of
the tour buses from Quebec which brought a group of middle-aged adults
to the AnimeNEXT hotel - and you should have seen them look at the passing
cosplayers as they waited in the lobby for their buses.
Despite being in the middle of a couple of the largest metropolitan
areas in the U.S, both of the conventions were small events. The
author figures that total attendance for both shows was around 2,000 or
so. The small size didn't stop the conventions from attracting some good
guests. Each convention had prominent Japanese artists (Hidenori Matsubara
and Hiroshi Aro at Anime USA, Kia Asamiya at AnimeNEXT), enthusiastic male
voice actors (Scott McNeil at Anime USA, Jamie McGonnigal at AnimeNEXT)
and tall, red-haired, opera-singing female actors (Keli Shayne Butler at
Anime USA, Kristen Nelson at AnimeNEXT).
Since the author often wears racing shirts to conventions, he was fascinated
to see that Asamiya was wearing something familiar, a shirt from the Jordan
Formula One racing team. Two weeks earlier, the author had been taking
pictures of the Jordan cars at the U.S. Grand Prix.
The author's Sunday morning departure from the New Jersey convention
depriced him of a chance to see if there would have been a clash of cultures
between anime fans and the people who would have been at the hotel before
the Giants-Falcons game just down the road. (Those fans probably would
have been upset after the Falcons won, 17-10.)
For those interested in the cosplay book: Steve Bennett of the soon-to-be
renamed IC Entertainment (formerly known as Studio Ironcat) informed the
author that he had better get started on things like putting together pages
if he wants the book to be published early next year. The author got the
message and is going to have to shop for a upgraded desktop publishing
program - fast.
The purchase of the weekend, in the Anime USA dealers' room, was of
a "Spirited Away" DVD that was labeled "DVD fansub" on the back and packaged
with a convincing color cover and disc art. Looked like someone had been
busy with their brand new DVD burner.
At the New Jersey hotel, the author watched as hotel and convention
staff ushered a video projector out of a ballroom. It turned out the extra
attention came because another projector and a notebook computer had disappeared
from a (supposedly locked) room the previous night. (Jimmy Hoffa probably
borrowed the projector to watch DVD's under the Giants Stadium end zone.)
The author enjoys conventions because they get people away from reality...but
the weekend trip was uncomfortably close to major trouble.
A week before Anime USA came the first word of a series of shootings
in the Maryland suburbs of Washington, D.C. Someone, generally described
as a sniper, was gunning people down on random streets, killing most of
them. At first the shootings were far northeast of the convention's location
in the Virginia suburbs, but that was still too close for the author's
comfort. Then shootings were reported in Fredericksburg and Manassas in
Virginia, southwest of the convention site.
When the author arrived at Dulles International Airport on the first
leg of his convention trip on Friday morning, he found dreary rain, low
clouds and people looking intently at TV monitors in the terminal. A glance
showed that another person had been shot and killed at an Exxon station
near Fredericksburg, a couple of hours before the author's flight arrived.
The shooting was about 45 miles south of the Sheraton hotel where the convention
was held and even further from the District of Columbia, but it transfixed
the entire capital area. The taxi radio was tuned to WTOP-AM, which broadcast
nothing but bulletins on the shooting. The newsreaders announced that schools
in the area had been locked down and outdoor events had been called off.
Over and over again, they broadcast the description of a white van that
had been seen leaving the shooting scene.
The author counted 15 white vans during the cab ride to the hotel.
So how did Anime USA fans react to having to go to a convention in what
news reports made to seem like a free-fire zone? The Friday on which the
author was at the Virginia convention was the quietest convention Friday
this year. (The author was told that AnimeNEXT had been just as quiet on
Friday.)
The author had never attended Anime USA before, so there's no direct
way to make a comparison with previous years. The Virginia event has had
a reputation as a small conventions. However, when you consider that school
systems and community groups around the Virginia and Maryland suburbs canceled
events in the wake of the sniper shooting, and when you add that anime
conventions are mostly youth festivals, it's probably not a stretch of
the imagination to conclude that reaction to the sniper shootings kept
some people from going to Anime USA. Regardless of the convention's setting,
which was in a hotel with an entrance that wasn't visible from a distance
and held all of its events indoors, the worries about individual safety
so transfixed the D.C. area that this weekend wasn't a good time for an
event.
And on the Monday night following the convention, another possible sniper
shooting was reported near the Seven Corners suburb, five miles southeast
of the hotel where Anime USA had been held.
The shooting story probably helped cement the idea of severely limiting
- or banning - prop weapons carried by cosplayers.
The Virginia event had lots of familiar faces. AnimeNEXT saw a lot of
people who had been at the Big Apple Anime Fest and Anime Expo New York
one month earlier. The three events seemed to have energized some fans;
a group of cosplayers was trying to organize a Halloween party at Rockefeller
Center
The author usually doesn't say much about airports unless something
goes wrong, but he'll make an exception for the new terminal at the Detroit
airport in Romulus, Michigan. Airports can be functional, dreary places,
but the new Detroit terminal takes airport design to a new level: terminal
as theme park.
The first thing you see when you walk off the plane is the train. Several
airports have trains between terminals, but most hide them underground.
The new Detroit terminal places the train on top of the gates, like
something out of Disneyland. It's quiet as trains go, running on rubber
tires and pulled by what looks like a rubber rope. Too bad the author didn't
have the time to ride the train from one stop to another. |