hotel madrid

The Producer, on meeting me at the airport, tells me there is a newly refurbished hotel in Madrid and I will be staying there. We enter from a side street, drift up in glass and concrete lift and open a gloss yellow door into a suite behind the schweppes sign signing light past the windows. Each day I would work on the commercial I was directing and each night I would climb out of the windows and shoot. This was before stills cameras had video so my only choice was to shoot on motor drive.