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Patti LuPone
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Chapel Hill
Patti LuPone
Memorial Hall, UNC Campus—If you go see Tony winner Patti LuPone at UNC for her one-woman show Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda, do not, under any circumstances, try to snap a photo or video. Seriously. She is not down with that. She stopped a performance of Gypsy in January in the middle of "Rose's Turn" to have a disobedient fan thrown out. And then she went on to win another Tony for the role. You do not mess with Patti LuPone.

LuPone turns 60 this year, but Broadway's original Evita remains a force to be reckoned with on and off Broadway, combining stage performances, touring and appearances on TV (her latest was on 30 Rock just a few weeks ago). For Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda, she performs numbers from shows she hasn't appeared in—and conquers them all. For more information, call 843-7776. The show begins at 7:30 p.m. and ticket prices range from $45-$100. Visit for more info. —Zack Smith

Darryl Hunt
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The Trials of Darryl Hunt
Griffith Film Theatre, Duke Campus—"Racism is more powerful than facts," says a man, his eyes peering into the camera lens and reaching out to an invisible audience. This statement totals less than 10 seconds in length, but it offers a profound commentary on the trials and tribulations captured in the award-winning documentary The Trials of Darryl Hunt. The film stretches its roots deep into North Carolina's checkered history of race relations, as directors Ricki Stern and Annie Sundberg capture the searing account of Winston-Salem resident Darryl Hunt's 20-year journey through the prison system for a crime he didn't commit.

More than a decade in the making, Stern and Sundberg picked up their cameras and started shooting nearly 18 years after Hunt's first conviction for the murder and brutal rape of a young white female working as a copy editor at a Winston-Salem paper. Hunt, an African-American, claimed innocence but a series of irregularities in the trial—an almost all-white jury, an ID made by a former Klan member and a negligent police force—resulted in Hunt's conviction even with a lack of physical evidence to prove his guilt. Here, the camera works as a seamless witness to relate the trial's polarizing effects on a small-town community still riven by racism and the Civil Rights Movement that challenged it. The film finds its resolution in the exoneration and release of Hunt after a DNA test proved the twice-convicted man was innocent of all charges.

It's this type of advocacy that gives documentary cinema its driving presence, and it's just the type of film that should get cinephiles across the Triangle pumped for the upcoming Full Frame Documentary Film Festival. In fact, the film holds a special place in a new archive sponsored by Duke University's Rare Book, Manuscript and Special Collections where popular Full Frame films of the past find a local home and continued local exposure. Tonight's free screening starts at 8 p.m. —Kathy Justice

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