Geeks, you may have heard, have inherited the Earth. Not a bad thing, I’m the biggest nerd I know, and it fits nicely with my plans for my galactic conquest as guardian of the galaxy, Master of the Universe, all the way to infinity and beyond. How fortuitous then that I once again find myself at EM-Con 2017, the East Midlands TV and Film Convention, fittingly held in Nottingham, home to both Batman and Robin (Hood). This year, a slight change in name from the Science Fiction and Fantasy Convention. I’ve pushed our relationship to the boundary dragging Mrs Cook here again, I’ve had more lives than the Doctor.
On display, a legacy of legends and a selection of sparkling stars from the scifi world, some have traveled through time and space and some have fracked with the Cylons. It’s a smorgasbord of sci-fi species, fantastic beasts far and wide, cult cosplayers with super dressed men and wonderful women, dressed in satin tights, fighting for your rights and all the word waiting for you. But hey, your vibe attracts your tribe.
Some of these fans are starting to scare me though, some I wouldn’t touch with the sword of Gondor and I’ve got more than a few suspicions that some of these dress like this all the time. I’m pretty sure I’ve just heard a smattering of Klingon and a Dothraki war cry, relentless as a terminator travelling through time to get in. Then again, what do I know? I’m an unearthly child, at best, a half witted scruffy looking nerf herder and as welcome as a droid in a cantina.
Then I stop and can’t help but stare… I am instantly transported back to the 1970’s and seven years old. There I am stood in the interior of the TARDIS and at the console of the Doctor. This time though, I have not ran out screaming in sheer terror or wet my pants at the Dalek’s battle-cry of “Exterminate!” like I did in Blackpool in 1977, or fell off a wall causing a gash on my head to miss Saturday night’s Dr Who. The cause of my distress with the milk-curdling shrill of the Doctor Who theme tune (wooo eee ooo woo oo oo eee ooo) going off in my head? I am staring at the face of evil, it’s Davros, the tyrannical tinpot Dalek dictator, megalomaniac murderer of millions of minions across the galaxy, or Terry Molloy as he calls himself these days.
But all that was a long time ago in a galaxy far faraway when a girl in a white robe and cinnamon bun hair, and like every other angsty teenager, started rebelling. So it’s a good job that Boba Fett the bad ass bounty hunter is here, Jeremy Bulloch. He was unmasked with other parts in the Star Wars films, including using Princess Leia as a shield when playing an anonymous Imperial Officer like any bad guy should do, they are only Rebel scum after all. I also remember him in James Bond as Smithers, one of Q’s trusty lab assistants with a dodgy arm cast, Robin of Sherwood and the chilling Chocky TV series.
Keen to avoid any imperial entanglements, we move on up the line. Of course, he’s not the only bad guy here. Paul Freeman played Dr Rene Belloq, the Nazi stooge scumbag arch-rival of Indiana Jones in Raiders of the Lost Ark meeting a horrible head exploding end as the High Priest in hell fire. The truth is, there are lots of people here, most of them are as relentless as a terminator travelling through time queuing up to mingle with the stars.
Jamie Bamber played Lee Apollo Adama in Battlestar Galactica and fracked a Cylon. Hugo Spight played a Gamorrean Guard and Prune Face in Return of the Jedi. Tim Rose played Admiral Ackbar, Sy Snootles and Salacious Crumb, but I’m not going that way, its a trap (sorry). Stars from Harry Potter, Power Rangers, Arrow and Legends of Tomorrow to name a few, all make make an appearance at EM-Con 2017 with a sniff of Elstree 1976.
I suspect this will be the last Em-Con event I’ll attend, all the stars are huddled into a corner with crowd control non existent and just seem to be a side event as the floor is given to vendors to flog a variety of overpriced funkos. This year we didn’t see much in terms of class act pro cos-players or props, except a Stormtrooper and a single solo Dalek. Alas, it’s getting late and timey-wimey is getting on, so we head off to the transport at docking bay 94, engage the ion drive and reverse the polarity of the neutron flow to blast off into the sunset and hope we get home before the night is dark and full of terrors.
You might like to see my previous visit to EM-Con below:
With fellow nerds, dorks and geeks at EM-Con 2016
The stars that shine at EM-Con 2015