The setup: many nerds gather in LA to (apparently) break a nerd record.
The irony: If you’re going to dress up as a superhero, make sure your costume is superhero-quality. The author tore his before the event even started and spent the rest of the day flashing his Little Mermaid boxers. Hardly super behavior.
The insult: Supposed nerd event was actually a stunt to promote Will Ferrell’s recent animated movie. No evil was thwarted, no child was inspired, no popcorn was reasonably priced.
The injury: Apparently the Guinness Book of World Records really does recognize the category “Largest Gathering of [people dressed up as] Superheroes.” Is there a category they don’t recognize? I pine for the days of “fattest twins on motorcycles.”
The conclusion: I would totally rent a suit and go to something like this if I could. I don’t care how cynical or how commercial it actually is (and it is). Admit it, so would you. Nerd chic, baby.
The reality: Mister Pterodactyl is really more of a supervillain name, don’t you think?