Gawker Editor, Elizabeth Spiers, in a flash of blinding stupidity and having been completely brainwashed by the Manhattan indie-art scene, spots an interesting-sounding documentary on Paper Magazine's "picks" list and thinks "Cinemax" is an indie film complex somewhere near 42nd street, instead of a cable channel like a normal person. (I think I'm overdosing on Manhattan culture. Perhaps I need to find a suburban Walmart and detox.) The documentary on today's to-do list: that's on Cinemax; not at Cinemax.