We went to Supernova yesterday. Mainly it was a chance to let my inner geek out for a bit, but we were also keen to hear James Marsters speak. As it happened we were late for his talk, but managed to catch up with Gareth David-Lloyd (Torchwood) and Karl Urban (Star Trek, Lord of the Rings). All good fun.
But the main attraction was of course the cosplayers. While I didn’t recognise most of the Anime players (or maybe they were all Dark Lolitas, I couldn’t tell), spotting the SF players was fun. I saw at least five Doctors, one of whom might have been the 11th Doctor (David Tennent’s costume, but with holes all through it), two Dr Horribles, many, many stormtroopers, and a Cyberman and an Alien that were so good, the costumes had to have been professionally made (or possibly stolen from the set). It is also the only place I’ve been where the following conversation (reproduced verbatim) could sound normal:
Me: Look, there’s Edward Scissorhands.
Teenaged Daughter: Where?
Me: On the steps, behind Batman.
It became very clear that the whole show was a performance: the celebrities of course were playing themselves, and the cosplayers were simply walking around waiting for people to ask to photograph them. But the rest of us were performing in our own ways as well, as we enacted our fandom by recognising the different characters, and demonstrating our credibility by acknowledging the more obscure ones.