A Vietnam vet moves into an apartment and peers through other people's windows across the street, meets one of the women, and discovers Black theater.

A voyeuristic Vietnam veteran sees a way to turn his vice into a profession as there's people who will pay good money for lurid candid pictures and films. After this endeavour doesn't lead anywhere productive he falls in with a radical theatre troupe and starts to develop some revolutionary thoughts.—grantss

Vietnam vet John Rubin returns to New York and rents a rundown flat in Greenwich Village, in which he begin to film, Peeping-Tom style the people in the apartment across the street. His obsession with making films leads him to fall in with a radical 'Black Power' group, which in turn leads him to carry out a bizarre act of urban terrorism.—Grant Hamilton <[email protected]>