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DOC NYC: DIVING INTO THE UNKNOWN

DIVING INTO THE UNKNOWN

Friends attempt to bring back two dead friends in deep, dark waters in Juan Reina’s DIVING INTO THE UNKNOWN

DIVING INTO THE UNKNOWN (Juan Reina, 2016)
Cinépolis Chelsea
260 West Twenty-Third St. at Eighth Ave.
Thursday, November 17, 5:30
212-691-5519
www.docnyc.net
divingintotheunknown.com

For his feature-length debut, writer-director Juan Reina was all set to make a documentary in Norway about a group of Finnish friends’ daring attempt to break the world record for longest cave dive. But the narrative quickly changed when two of the divers, Jari Huotarinen and Jari Uusimäki, suffered tragic accidents and died, their bodies trapped underwater. Unable to retrieve the bodies because of safety concerns, the authorities closed off the area to any further diving. But the rest of the Finnish team decides that they cannot leave their friends down there and come up with a plan to secretly dive in and bring them back home for proper burials. A kind of mix between a Werner Herzog adventure documentary, a procedural caper film, and a military rescue drama, Diving into the Unknown follows Sami Paakkarinen, Vesa “Vesku” Rantanen, Kai “Kaitsu” Känkänen, Patrik “Patte” Grönqvist, and others as they decide to risk their lives in the waters that killed their fellow divers. “I do everything I can not to die while diving,” Paakkarinen says early on, later adding, “You should never expect that a dive will go well . . . because then it never does.” Grönqvist notes, “It has to be fun. If it’s not fun, there’s no point in doing it.” But during the rescue attempt, he says, “From the outside this might seem foolishly risky. But life in general can be risky. You cannot prepare for everything that could go wrong. You just cannot practice facing a dead friend at one hundred and ten meters.” No matter how many dives they’ve been on together, each new one comes with its own obstacles and dangers; when the men say goodbye to their respective families, they know deep down that they might not return alive. And it’s not just the physical aspects of diving that place them in jeopardy; several discuss the emotional and psychological trauma that could impact their safety, especially when diving to recover two of their closest friends.

Diving into the Unknown is filled with lush photography by Jarkko M. Virtanen and Tuuka Kovasiipi, who capture the vast, snowy landscapes from the Plura lakeside to the Steinugleflåget dry caves, while Janne Suhonen mans the underwater camera, revealing the dark, mysterious waters where anything can happen. Seamlessly edited by Reina and Riitta Poikselkä and featuring a score by Norwegian singer-songwriter KAADA, the film is a gripping tale that delves deep below the surface; in many of the underwater scenes, it looks as if the divers are floating in the air. “I’ve never really been keen on diving myself, but what really interests me are things like how far ambition can drive people, how much people are willing to sacrifice in order to achieve their goals, and if there’s any clear common denominator amongst people willing to risk their lives to do something they love,” Reina, who was initially inspired to make a film about diving after being given the book Divers of the Dark by Suhonen and Antti Apunen, explains in his director’s statement. Diving into the Unknown exposes both the dedicated, faithful brotherhood of these divers as well as the dangerous challenges they take on every time they put on their wetsuits and strap on their equipment. Diving into the Unknown is making its U.S. premiere on November 17 at Cinépolis Chelsea as part of DOC NYC, the largest nonfiction film festival in the world, with Reina and producer Juho Harjula on hand to talk about the work.

3-D AUTEURS: THE GREAT GATSBY

THE GREAT GATSBY

Nick (Tobey Maguire), Jay (Leonardo DiCaprio), Daisy (Carey Mulligan), and Tom (Joel Edgerton) are caught up in matters of the heart in THE GREAT GATSBY

THE GREAT GATSBY (Baz Luhrmann, 2013)
Film Forum
209 West Houston St.
Wednesday, November 16, 4:10; Saturday, November 19, 5:10; Monday, November 21, 12:30
Series runs November 11-29
212-727-8110
filmforum.org
www.thegreatgatsby.warnerbros.com

Baz Luhrmann’s sumptuous version of The Great Gatsby is a dazzling reimagining of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s 1925 novel of old and new money and the American dream. The Australian director and his wife, costume and production designer extraordinaire Catherine Martin, have turned the classic tale into a lush spectacle without losing focus on the main story of life and love during the Roaring Twenties. Leonardo DiCaprio, who played the male lead in Lurhmann’s contemporary take on Romeo + Juliet, is superb as Jay Gatsby, the mystery man previously portrayed by Warner Baxter in 1926, Alan Ladd in 1949, Robert Redford in 1974, and Toby Stephens in 2000, adding a compelling level of vulnerability to the character. Gatsby has built a magnificent palace for himself on Long Island, hosting wild parties that he doesn’t care about; all he truly wants is Daisy (Carey Mulligan), a former love who has married successful businessman Tom Buchanan (Joel Edgerton) and lives in a mansion right across the bay. The villainous Tom is having an affair with the lower-class Myrtle Wilson (Isla Fisher), whose unaware husband, George (Jason Clarke), runs a gas station and garage in the Valley of Ashes. Although a loner, Gatsby befriends his neighbor, Nick Carraway (Tobey Maguire), a young, innocent bond trader who rents a modest home at the base of Gatsby’s enormous estate and whose cousin just happens to be Daisy. As Carraway is sucked into this glamorous, debauched society, which also includes wild and elegant golf champion Jordan Baker (Elizabeth Debicki), he is forced to reexamine his own hopes and dreams as he tries to find his place in the world.

THE GREAT GATSBY

Baz Luhrmann throws one helluva party in his reimagining of THE GREAT GATSBY

Luhrmann and cowriter Craig Pearce have framed the tale by putting Carraway, the narrator of the book and film, in a sanitarium, where a doctor (Jack Thompson) convinces him that writing down what happened with Gatsby will help him overcome his alcoholism and depression; the device, which is not part of the novel, is based on Fitzgerald’s own time spent in a sanitarium. Luhrmann and Pearce, who did extensive research for the project, also include elements from Fitzgerald’s Trimalchio, the first draft of The Great Gatsby, which will certainly anger purists. Purists are also likely to be furious at the soundtrack, which features songs by Jay Z (one of the film’s producers), his wife, Beyoncé, André 3000, will.i.am, Lana Del Rey, Gotye, and the xx alongside Jazz Age re-creations by the Bryan Ferry Orchestra of Beyoncé’s “Crazy in Love” and Roxy Music’s “Love Is the Drug.” But this is not your high school English teacher’s Gatsby; instead, it’s F. Scott Fitzgerald for the twenty-first century, not meant to be seen through the billboard spectacles of oculist Dr. T. J. Eckleburg but through 3-D glasses that invite viewers into the oh-so-fashionable goings-on in eye-popping ways. “Is all this made entirely from your own imagination?” Daisy asks Gatsby at one point. In this case, it’s made from the minds of two wildly inventive men, Luhrmann and Fitzgerald, who together throw one helluva party. Winner of two Academy Awards, for Best Costume Design (Catherine Martin) and Best Production Design (Martin and Beverley Dunn), The Great Gatsby is screening November 16, 19, and 21 in “3-D Auteurs,” which runs November 11-29 at Film Forum and consists of approximately three dozen 3-D feature films and shorts, including Jean-Luc Godard’s Goodbye to Language, Werner Herzog’s Cave of Forgotten Dreams, Takashi Miike’s Hara Kiri: Death of a Samurai, Alfred Hitchcock’s Dial M for Murder, Jack Arnold’s Creature from the Black Lagoon, Three Stooges and Méliès shorts, and the wacky double feature of Johnnie To’s Office and George Sidney’s Kiss Me Kate.

TREASURED NOH PLAYS FROM THE DESK OF W. B. YEATS

Living National Treasure Tomoeda Akiyo and Kita Noh Theater Company will be at Japan Society to perform works that inspired W. B. Yeats (photo © Seiichiro Tsuji)

Living National Treasure Tomoeda Akiyo and Kita Noh Theater Company will be at Japan Society to perform noh works that inspired W. B. Yeats (photo © Seiichiro Tsuji)

TRADITIONAL THEATER
Japan Society
333 East 47th St. at First Ave.
Saturday, November 19, $40, 7:30, and Sunday, November 20, $60, 5:00
212-715-1258
www.japansociety.org

In 1913, Ezra Pound introduced W. B. Yeats to the Japanese noh drama, and by 1916, Pound published English translations of fifteen noh plays and Yeats had written At the Hawk’s Well, which was directly inspired by the Japanese form. In honor of the centennial of that literary moment, Japan Society will be hosting two noh programs performed by the Kita Noh Theater Company, led by Tomoeda Akiyo, who was named a Japanese Living National Treasure in 2008. The first program, on November 19, consists of highlights from Nishikigi, Kumasaka, Tamura, Shojo, and Kagekiyo, presented in such styles as maibayashi, shimai, and subayashi, which differ in use of masks, costumes, chants, and music. Williams College music professor Dr. W. Anthony Sheppard will also give a talk about noh’s influence on Yeats. In addition, the related exhibition, “Simon Starling: At Twilight (After W. B. Yeats’s Noh Reincarnation),” a multimedia installation in which Turner Prize winner Starling reinterprets Yeats’s At the Hawk’s Well for the modern era, will stay open until 7:15; the performance will be followed by a Meet-the-Artists reception. On November 20 at 5:00, the second program will feature full versions of Kayoi Komachi and Shojo-midare, from Yeats’s collection, preceded at 4:00 by a lecture by Princeton University professor Dr. Tom Hare. (There will also be an “Image-in-Focus Series: Tomoeda Akiyo” gallery talk at 2:00.) Tickets for both events are sold out, but there will be a waitlist at the box office beginning one hour before showtime.

DOC NYC: BUNKER 77

The wild life and times of Bunker Spreckels is explored in new documentary

The wild life and times of sugar scion Bunker Spreckels is explored in new documentary

BUNKER77 (Takuji Masuda, 2016)
Wednesday, November 16, IFC Center, 323 Sixth Ave. at West Third St., 2:45
Thursday, November 17, Cinépolis Chelsea, 260 West Twenty-Third St. at Eighth Ave., 7:45
www.docnyc.net
bunker77film.com

Former Japanese national surfing champion Takuji Masuda documents the wild life and times of sugar scion Bunker Spreckels in the bumpy, oddly titled Bunker77, which is having its New York City premiere November 16 and 17 at the DOC NYC festival. Born in Los Angeles in 1949, Spreckels is described in the film by friends and relatives as “radical,” “original,” “unique,” “dangerous,” and “fun,” a blond beach bum and party lover who rode waves around the world with his specially made short boards. “That was his international persona: the hunter, the surfer, the playboy, the jet-setter, the martial artist, all in one,” skateboard legend Tony Alva says of his friend and mentor. Spreckels’s grandfather, Adolph B. Spreckels, ran the Spreckels Sugar Company and, with his wife, Alma, helped develop the cities of San Francisco and San Diego. After Spreckels’s parents, Adolph B. Spreckels II and former actress Kay Williams, divorced, his mother married Clark Gable, who helped raise Bunker and his sister, Joan, for five years. Bunker always did things his own way, but his life spiraled out of control once he turned twenty-one and gained access to his multimillion-dollar trust fund, caught up in a storm of drugs, alcohol and women. He tried to become a rock star and a screen idol while skateboarding and surfing in California, Hawai’i, Australia, and South Africa. His story is told by such surfing legends as Laird Hamilton, Vinny Bryan, Bill Hamilton, Rory Russell, Nat Young, Herbie Fletcher, Spyder Wills, and Wayne Bartholomew; childhood friends Curtis Allen (son of cowboy movie star Rex Allen) and Ira Opper; Surfer magazine photographer Art Brewer, associate editor Kurt Ledterman, chief editor Drew Kampion, and publisher Steve Pezman; longtime girlfriend Ellie Silva; and journalist C. R. Steyck III, whose extensive interview with Spreckels near the end of his life is sprinkled throughout the documentary. Masuda also includes home movies, photographs, relevant clips from Gable films, and scenes from 2005’s Lords of Dogtown, in which Johnny Knoxville plays Topper Burks, who is based on Spreckels, and 1961’s Blue Hawaii, in which Elvis Presley plays a character eerily similar to Bunker. “You can definitely have too much fun with too much money,” Bartholomew says, while Steyck adds, “He was a dangerous man, mainly dangerous to himself.”

BUNKER77

Bunker Spreckels struts his stuff in Takuji Masuda’s BUNKER77

In the works since 2008, Bunker77 features terrific footage, but it’s also scattershot and often confusing, especially when it comes to Bunker’s real name, his desire to be in Kenneth Anger’s Lucifer Rising, and the making of his own hallucinogenic epic, End of Summer. Writer, director, and producer Masuda gets some big-time power behind him — the executive producers of the film are Oscar-nominated actor Ed Norton, Red Hot Chili Peppers leader Anthony Kiedis, Sundance programmer Trevor Groth, and Emmy and Oscar winner Stephen Gaghan, while the coproducers are Joan Spreckels, Brewer, Steyck, and John Gable, the son of Kay and Clark — but the film feels rather thrown together. The different elements don’t form a cohesive visual whole, loosely constructed from too many disparate sources. (There’s even brief animation.) In fact, although surf photographer Dave Homcy is credited as cinematographer, there is additional cinematography by eleven others, and six editors are listed in the credits. Still, there is plenty of awesome surfing footage, and the story of Spreckels’s rise and fall is bizarrely fascinating. Bunker77 is screening November 16 at 2:45 at IFC Center and November 17 at 7:45 at Cinépolis Chelsea, with Masuda on hand to discuss the film.

BAM NEXT WAVE FESTIVAL — THANK YOU FOR COMING: PLAY

(photo by Maria Baranova)

Faye Driscoll makes her BAM debut with THANK YOU FOR COMING: PLAY (photo by Maria Baranova)

FAYE DRISCOLL
BAM Fisher, Fishman Space
321 Ashland Pl.
November 16-19, $25, 7:30
718-636-4100
www.bam.org
fayedriscoll.com

On July 30, we were on Governors Island, checking out a work-in-progress LMCC Open Studios presentation of Brooklyn-based choreographer Faye Driscoll’s latest evening-length piece, Thank You for Coming: Play. Like its dazzling predecessor, Thank You for Coming: Attendance, which had its New York premiere at Danspace Project in March 2014, it is a participatory, immersive work. In Attendance, people were invited to join in a swirling, exhilarating finale. At the advance look at Play on Governors Island, the audience again was involved, but we don’t want to spoil the surprise about how the interaction influenced dancers Paul Singh, Laurel Snyder, Sean Donovan, Alicia Ohs, and Brandon Washington. It all made for a charmingly controlled chaos; it will be fascinating to see how the piece, which had its world premiere in September at the Wexner Center at Ohio State University, has evolved, as Driscoll also took detailed notes at a wide-ranging postperformance discussion in which attendees were not shy about sharing their thoughts, which is exactly what Driscoll wanted. As she writes on her website, “I make dances that are mistaken for plays and load-in like installations. Sets are designed to break apart, musical scores are made from performers’ stomps and voices, props are worn, used, and reused for fantasy, excess, and loss. Performers sing, fight, frolic, and make love in bursts, like rapid fire flip-books of human emotion. Awkward virtuosic bodies teeter on the edge of high art and slapstick. A viewer feels a rollercoaster of joy, outrage, arousal, and discomfort while performers hold a frank gaze that says, ‘You are me and I am you.’ Embarrassment and exhilaration live side by side. I aim for an immersive world of sensorial complexity and perceptual disorientation. Through performers’ powerful exposure, heightened proximity, and at times physical connection with the audience, viewers feel their own culpability as co-creators of the performance. My work is a rigorously crafted group experience that comes off as improvised, chaotic and spontaneous.” The second part of a trilogy, Thank You for Coming: Play is running November 16-19 at the BAM Fisher; in addition, Driscoll, the recipient of the Harkness Dance Residency at the BAM Fisher, will be teaching a class, open to performers at all levels, on November 18 at 2:00 ($30) at the Mark Morris Dance Center across the street.

THE DEATH OF THE LAST BLACK MAN IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD AKA THE NEGRO BOOK OF THE DEAD

Who gived birth tuh this. I wonder,” Black Man with Watermelon (Daniel J. Watts) says in searing Suzan-Lori Parks play at the Signature (photo © 2016 Joan Marcus)

“Who gived birth tuh this. I wonder,” Black Man with Watermelon (Daniel J. Watts) says in searing Suzan-Lori Parks play at the Signature (photo © 2016 Joan Marcus)

The Pershing Square Signature Center
The Alice Griffin Jewel Box Theatre
480 West 42nd St. between Tenth & Eleventh Aves.
Tuesday – Sunday through December 18, $30 through December 4, $35-$65 after
212-244-7529
www.signaturetheatre.org

As the audience enters the Alice Griffin Jewel Box Theatre to see the Signature revival of Suzan-Lori Parks’s The Death of the Last Black Man in the Whole Entire World AKA the Negro Book of the Dead, a man in overalls is onstage, sitting in a chair, his bare feet on the gravel, arms dangling at his side, his head, face covered by a hat, slumped over, as if dead. Behind him is a long, diagonal tree branch and an electric chair on a cantilevered porch. Most of the people who filter in take a quick look at the stage before continuing ongoing conversations, paging through the Playbill, or checking their cell phones. Meanwhile, the dead man just sits there, mostly unnoticed, the lengthy title of the play projected in large block letters on the back wall. It’s an apt metaphor for the show itself, first presented in 1990 at BACA Downtown in Brooklyn and now extremely relevant again amid the Black Lives Matter movement and the shooting of so many unarmed black men, women, and children by police. The searing eighty-minute production begins with an overture in which nine spirit characters, each representing a different African American archetype/stereotype, slowly enter Riccardo Hernandez’s set, carrying a watermelon with them. During the overture, they introduce themselves by speaking their signature lines, which also serve as their names: Lots of Grease and Lots of Pork (Jamar Williams), Queen-Then-Pharaoh Hatshepsut (Amelia Workman), And Bigger and Bigger and Bigger (Reynaldo Piniella), Prunes and Prisms (Mirirai Sithole), Ham (Patrena Murray), Voice on Thuh Tee V (William DeMeritt), Old Man River Jordan (Julian Rozzell), Yes and Greens Black-Eyed Peas Cornbread (Nike Kadri), and Before Columbus (David Ryan Smith). Then Black Woman with Fried Drumstick (Roslyn Ruff) sits in the rocking chair next to the dead man, Black Man with Watermelon (Daniel J. Watts), and says, “Yesterday today next summer tomorrow just uh moment uhgoh in 1317 dieded thuh last black man in thuh whole entire world. Uh! Oh. Dont be uhlarmed. Do not be afeared. It was painless. Uh painless passin. . . . Why dieded he huh? Where he gonna go now that he done dieded? Where he gonna go tuh wash his hands?” Moving around Riccardo Hernandez’s set in highly stylized motion choreographed by Raja Feather Kelly and in representative costumes by Montana Blanco, the characters talk in a poetic and rhythmic language about the world being flat, the “saint mines,” the civil rights movement, dragons, and freedom over the course of four acts called panels — “Thuh Holy Ghost,” “First Chorus,” “Thuh Lonesome 3Some,” and “Second Chorus” — that unfold in a nonlinear and repetitive manner. “The black man bursts into flames. The black man bursts into blames. Whose fault is it?” asks Black Man with Watermelon, who dies over and over again. “Figuring out the truth put them in their place and they scurried out to put us in ours,” Before Columbus says.

(photo © 2016 Joan Marcus)

THE DEATH OF THE LAST BLACK MAN IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD . . . features a cast of familiar black archetypes (photo © 2016 Joan Marcus)

Pulitzer Prize winner Parks (Topdog/Underdog, Father Comes Home from the Wars [Parts 1, 2 & 3]) sets the play “here,” in “the present,” and it’s frightening how that could fit from the discovery of America to today and beyond, particularly given the current state of the country, so mired in systemic racism. When Black Man with Watermelon says, again and again, “Cant breathe,” and gasps, it is impossible not to think of Eric Garner, but those lines were written more than twenty-five years ago. Director Lileana Blain-Cruz (War, Red Speedo) maintains a mesmerizing rhythmic flow to the abstract narrative, which was inspired by the Stations of the Cross and free jazz. The cast is outstanding, portraying stock characters who are far more complex than mere stereotypes and reach deep into black history. For example, And Bigger and Bigger and Bigger is an expansion of Bigger Thomas from Richard Wright’s Native Son, Queen-Then-Pharaoh Hatshepsut is based on the second Egyptian female pharaoh, and Ham is a conglomeration of the son of Noah and the old minstrel song “Hambone, Hambone, Have You Heard?” Front and center are Watts (Hamilton, The Color Purple) and August Wilson veteran Ruff (Fences, Familiar), who embody the desperation blacks have suffered for centuries. Yes and Greens Black-Eyed Peas Cornbread demands, “You should write it down because if you dont write it down then they will come along and tell the future that we did not exist. You should write it down and you should hide it under a rock. You should write down the past and you should write down the present and in what in the future you should write it down.” And that’s precisely what Parks has done although, unfortunately, it appears to be a story with no end. (Blanco will discuss her costume design before the November 16 performance, the shows on November 17, 22, and 29 will be followed by a talkback with members of the cast and creative team, and there will be a cocktail hour before the December 1 show. Parks’s Signature residency continues in April 2017 with Venus followed by The Red Letter Plays: In the Blood and Fucking A in the 2017-18 season.)

DIANE ARBUS: IN THE BEGINNING

Diane Arbus, Lady on a bus, N.Y.C., gelatin silver print, 1957 (© The Estate of Diane Arbus, LLC. All Rights Reserved)

Diane Arbus, “Taxicab driver at the wheel with two passengers,” gelatin silver print, 1956 (© The Estate of Diane Arbus, LLC. All Rights Reserved)

The Met Breuer
945 Madison Ave. at 75th St.
Tuesday – Sunday through November 27, suggested admission $12-$25
212-535-7710
www.metmuseum.org

The Met Breuer doesn’t just invite visitors into the early work of photographer Diane Arbus in the sensational show “diane arbus: in the beginning.” It ingeniously immerses them in the world that so attracted the New York City artist in her formative years, allowing museumgoers to make their own path through the people she encountered. “We’re looking at 1956 to 1962, made primarily in New York City, from Times Square to Coney Island to the Lower East Side, the same terrain that so many other artists of the era covered, offer[ing] this artist a new way of understanding who we are and who we might be. You feel the authentic quality of each of the individuals,” curator Jeff Rosenheim says in a Met Breuer video. “She seems to be able to separate the individual from the society. That is the power of a great Diane Arbus picture, that incessant need to know, and to record, and to follow her own eyes to wherever it took her, is defining of her career.” Consisting of more than one hundred works, most of which have never been shown publicly before and were printed by Arbus herself, the exhibition features photographs mounted on two sides of large rectangular stanchions arranged in rows in the gallery, allowing people to weave in and around Arbus’s fascinating landscape. Born in 1923 in New York City, Arbus got her first camera from her husband in 1941. (She was married for twenty-eight years to actor and photographer Allan Arbus, best known for playing psychiatrist Sidney Freedman on the M*A*S*H television series.) By the mid-to-late fifties, Arbus was documenting a wide variety of men, women, and children primarily in New York City as well as sideshow performers in Palisades Park, strippers in Atlantic City, and female impersonators on Long Island. One of her favorite haunts was Hubert’s Dime Museum and Flea Circus, where she photographed freaks, but none of her pictures were exploitative.

Diane Arbus, “Lady on a bus, N.Y.C.,” gelatin silver print, 1957 (© The Estate of Diane Arbus, LLC. All Rights Reserved)

Diane Arbus, “Lady on a bus, N.Y.C.,” gelatin silver print, 1957 (© The Estate of Diane Arbus, LLC. All Rights Reserved)

“I do feel I have some slight corner on something about the quality of things. I mean it’s very subtle and a little embarrassing to me but I really believe there are things which nobody would see unless I photograph them,” she said. She also noted, “For me the subject of the picture is always more important that the picture. And more complicated.” Most of her subjects were well aware they were being photographed and posed for the camera, although some were caught unaware. In “Miss Stormé de Larverie, the Lady Who Appears to Be a Gentleman, N.Y.C. 1961,” an elegant trans person, cigarette in hand, sits confidently on a park bench. In “Miss Makrina, a Russian Midget, in her kitchen, N.Y.C. 1959,” a small woman pauses while cleaning. In “Kid in a hooded jacket aiming a gun, N.Y.C. 1957,” a child in a winter coat points a gun at the camera. In “Seated female impersonator with arm crossed on her bare chest, N.Y.C. 1960,” the subject is topless, his anatomy clashing with his makeup and hairstyle. And in “A Jewish giant at home with his parents in the Bronx, N.Y. 1970,” a man hunches over, towering above his parents in their living room. There are also photos of a tattooed man, the Human Pincushion, scenes from movies, a family relaxing on their expansive lawn, a trapeze act, and an old lady in a hospital bed nearing her last breath. In the early 1960s, Arbus would switch to a 2¼-inch square-format Rolleiflex camera, continuing to capture a different side of America, but “in the beginning” wonderfully reveals where it all started. “A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know,” Arbus, who committed suicide in 1971 at the age of forty-eight, famously said. The same can be said for this must-experience exhibit.