high school … and not in a good way if there even is a good way. I really didn’t want to whine, I even tried bargaining. I told myself if Blingtron gave me something good this morning I wouldn’t vent. Yeah, so much for that he gave me some old toenail clippings … typical.
So then I told myself if Christoph VonFeasel gave me a Syd I would keep my mouth shut but then I though, oh screw it, I don’t even feel like going to the Faire. I told myself, hey you don’t want the whole world to know what a whining little whiner you are but then I thought … hey … the whole world doesn’t read your posts. Go ahead, moan away.
A little background. I have been waiting for the movie panel since last year’s Blizzcon, it’s something I was very excited about. I knew … I just knew we’d get a little peek of the movie … just a peek. I counted down the months. I knew it would happen.
I bought a virtual ticket for the most part for the movie panel … okay alright and the pet. I wanted to see it live so my husband was given the equivalent of a TV dinner because I had to be stationed in front of the PC … waiting … for that moment I’d waited so long for … finally … it was here.
The moment was here and what I got was Chris Metzen turning to the audience with a conspiratorial look saying, yeah, check it out upstairs. In other words, YO, COOL KIDS! YOU GET TO WATCH FOOTAGE FROM THE MOVIE.
You? Oh yeah, not so much.
The panel was very good, I would have enjoyed it had I not been so crushed. I must not have been the only one because Duncan Jones tweeted this:
I know nothing about the film industry. I’m sure they have a reason but I can’t figure it out. It seems you’d WANT millions of people to get excited about your film.
YOU’RE DEAD TO ME NOW WARCRAFT MOVIE! YOU HEAR THAT OLD FOGIES OF THE FILM INDUSTRY. DEAD TO ME!
Yeah … probably if I’m still alive in 2016 I’ll be first in line. I probably would have been okay with it if they had just not made me, the virtual ticket holder feel like a lonely little loser with my nose pressed up to the glass looking in at the cool kids … the beautiful people … the in crowd … Chris’s homies.
I know I’ll watch the movie but I really doubt I’d ever pay for a virtual ticket again. I love pets, pets are nice but not really worth 40 bucks to me unless they come up with a battle pet that doubles as flying mount and a campfire and is a toy. Then … maybe.
So I’ve got to go. For whatever reason this whole thing has made me feel like I’ve got to do homework and quietly cry in the corner cause no one asked me to prom.