Yesterday Morgan Spurlock bought me a beer.  Okay, he bought everyone in the audience waiting to see his film, Where in the World is Osama Bin Laden? a beer, but I was in that audience and so I can truthfully say he bought me a beer.  After the film was over I asked him about the pre-Sundance buzz around him getting the "holy grail" in the film and he explained basically what I thought, which was that his DP was quoted out of context and the story blew out of proportion.  It wasn't intentional marketing, in fact, according to Spurlock's reply, people leaving the film at Sundance were pissed that OBL wasn't in the final reel.

I also saw a film at midnight called Southern Gothic that was a bit troubling.  Good effort, but it badly needs a recut and there are seven or eight  mile-wide plot holes in it.  It was the first feature I've seen as SXSW that I didn't walk away from feeling like I'd just seen a really good film.

A panel is about to start so I must go.  No time to add links to this post, so go Google them for yourselves, you lazy bastards (found the time, post panel).  Chaffee is emailing me about his comment being called spam by Geeklog.  Well, if you wouldn't spam me so much that wouldn't happen!

UPDATE: I think I may skip the conversation with Billy Bob Thorton and catch up on some work/email.  Tonight I'll be attending a panel called "Futurist's Sandbox," seeing a film doc about gamers who are "addicted" to living in online worlds called Second Skin (As Henry Jenkins asks, why is it that when you stay up all night reading you're "learning" but when you stay up all night gaming you're "addicted?"), and then finally making it to see Nerdcore Rising, Which I missed  the other night.

Tomorrow I'm flying down to Houston for a day (I'll have an interesting post about that  afterwards I bet) and then back home to Vermont.