David Arbus will be graduating from high school in the
spring of 1975. His divorced parents offer two options:
embrace his mother’s Hasidic sect or go into his father’s
line of work, running a porn theater in the heart of New
York’s Times Square. He joins the family business. What else
would a healthy seventeen-year-old with an interest in
photography do? But he didn’t think it would mean giving up
his mother and sister altogether.
Peep Show is
the bittersweet story of a young man torn between a mother
trying to erase her past and a father struggling to maintain
his dignity in a less-than-savory business. As David peeps
through the spaces in the screen that divides the men and
the women in Hasidic homes, we can’t help but think of his
father’s Imperial Theatre, where other men are looking at
other women through the peepholes.
As entertaining as
it is moving, Peep Show looks at the elaborate
ensembles, rituals, assumed names, and fierce loyalties of
two secret worlds, stripping away the curtains of both.