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merrilyI just bought a Blue Sun t-shirt from CafePress, (this one, but in mint/avocado) and am now, before it has even made it to my house, thinking "How can I wear that?"
My geekdom is private, and I get massively blushy when I have to talk about it. (Conversely, it's delightful when I can get![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
human_loser to geek out with me for an afternoon. 'Cause he _understands_ and it's okay if I talk in whispers. Though I don't. Much, anyway.)
"Are you a ... browncoat?" my friend Liz asked, chuckling, as I was discussing the finer points of Joss's awesomeness.
"Eep! I mean, no! Not, even! No!"
"So," continued Liz, slyly, "how much did you pay, again, for tix to the preview?"
"notofrelevanceshuddupfiftydollarseach" I mumbled.
I love my fandoms, but I'm not all that interested in being an evangelist for them. It doesn't seem to work out. Honestly, I think that Serenity would have raked in more chips if so much of the marketing hadn't focused on the fact that there was a corps of dedicated fanboys and fangirls out there slavering over it. It's certainly a valid press topic (see: Snakes on a Plane), but I think the studio should've steered clear of it in the trailers and print ads. And maybe not bothered mentioning that it was based on a TV series.
Before anyone gets angry, I'm perfectly well aware that there wouldn't have even been a Serenity if it wasn't for the people who mounted booths at cons and wrote letters and generally convinced 'Versal that there was an audience. I am grateful that you made the BDM happen. But I'm not buying a shirt that says "Ask me about Miranda." Sorry.
And my Blue Sun shirt is probably going to be weekend wear. Although I may get a fruity oaty bar one for work.
My geekdom is private, and I get massively blushy when I have to talk about it. (Conversely, it's delightful when I can get
human_loser to geek out with me for an afternoon. 'Cause he _understands_ and it's okay if I talk in whispers. Though I don't. Much, anyway.)"Are you a ... browncoat?" my friend Liz asked, chuckling, as I was discussing the finer points of Joss's awesomeness.
"Eep! I mean, no! Not, even! No!"
"So," continued Liz, slyly, "how much did you pay, again, for tix to the preview?"
"notofrelevanceshuddupfiftydollarseach" I mumbled.
I love my fandoms, but I'm not all that interested in being an evangelist for them. It doesn't seem to work out. Honestly, I think that Serenity would have raked in more chips if so much of the marketing hadn't focused on the fact that there was a corps of dedicated fanboys and fangirls out there slavering over it. It's certainly a valid press topic (see: Snakes on a Plane), but I think the studio should've steered clear of it in the trailers and print ads. And maybe not bothered mentioning that it was based on a TV series.
Before anyone gets angry, I'm perfectly well aware that there wouldn't have even been a Serenity if it wasn't for the people who mounted booths at cons and wrote letters and generally convinced 'Versal that there was an audience. I am grateful that you made the BDM happen. But I'm not buying a shirt that says "Ask me about Miranda." Sorry.
And my Blue Sun shirt is probably going to be weekend wear. Although I may get a fruity oaty bar one for work.
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Date: 2006-08-25 11:05 pm (UTC)(And yes, I'm banking on the Asian Chic thing. I'm just amused at how much I don't want people to know that I'm totally, immensely, invested in fandom.)