Wilmington may be the traditional hub of film production in North Carolina, but at this year’s Sundance Film Festival the indie scene shifted to Asheville. Favorite son Paul Schneider, star of 2003’s Special Jury Prize-winning All the Real Girls, came with Pretty Bird, his directorial debut. Based on true events, it tells the story of […]
Marc Maximov
Bio: Marc Maximov lives, works and rides his bicycle in Durham.
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City of Medicine; Hello Penis: A Man-ifesto
City of Medicine Transactors Improv Company Common Ground Theatre Oct. 26, Nov. 16, Dec. 28 The TV medical drama has grown so alienated from reality it’s almost immune to parody. In the real world, how to handle a human time bomb, or a zombie-ridden afterlife, probably isn’t covered at the better teaching hospitals, but it’s […]
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This island Earth
What a Way to Go: Life at the End of Empire A film by Tim Bennett and Sally Erickson After Eden: The Evolution of Human Domination by Kirkpatrick Sale Duke University Press, 200 pp.
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Bill McKibben’s Deep Economy
On Saturday, April 14, concerned citizens gathered around the Triangle and across the country in an event called Step It Up!, organized to protest our government’s slow response to the global warming problem. The head organizer, author Bill McKibben, is one of the leading figures of a pragmatic brand of environmentalism that’s proposing workable solutions. […]
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A week of high-wire improv comedy at the Dirty South fest
For many, mention of the word “improv” brings to mind Who’s Line Is It, Anyway?, Drew Carey’s long-running yukfest on ABC, which has been practically the sole representative of the art form in the mainstream media. For the past 50-odd years, however, in live venues across the country, another animal altogether, “long form” improv, has […]
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Pedicabs in Chapel Hill/Carrboro offer alternative transportation–and a view of humanity
“I’m the John Henry of transportation.” It was an unseasonably warm November Saturday night in Chapel Hill, and this was one of the motivating phrases knocking around my head as I tooled up and down Franklin Street driving a pedicab. Never mind that the only legitimate claimant to this non-existent title would be a horse. […]
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