Caryn and I just caught a flick at the lovely Arclight and as we were leaving noticed something rather peculiar. One of the theaters was roped off for some private Variety Magazine shin-dig and to get in to it you had to go through inspection which included being metal-detector-wanted by some beefy security guards. Were the looking for WMD? Nope. Camera phones. I overheard part of a conversation that went something like this “Sir, is this a cell phone in your pocket? Can I see it please? We need to make sure it has no photo or recording capabilities, if it does you’ll have to check it outside of the theater and can pick it up when you leave.” Hollywood and the MPAA can sleep safely tonight knowing that crappy low-res images or bad sound recordings of their precious little secret won’t be set won’t be unleashed to the world, at least not today.