"Love at the Twilight Motel weaves seven confessional interviews with guests of a motel in Miami's Little Havana where the rooms rent by the hour. Sex, infidelity and the allure of the fast lane propel their stories and the filmmaker doesn’t comment or judge; she peals back the layers and in the privacy of the motel bedroom, men and women become candidly revealing, dark and funny, transcending the limits of their circumstances, and redeeming themselves with their stories."
I began this film by moving into the motel for periods of time, the way people used to stay in motels for a week, or two weeks. I met the laundry woman when the laundry room air conditioner broke and she started folding laundry with the window open. We smiled at each other, and eventually I started to hang out in the laundry room where I got to meet the maids as they dropped off and picked up sheets, got their lunches or started their shifts. I also met the desk clerks and eventually the owners, who gave me permission to make a film in their motel. For a long time, I filmed with the staff and the owners, and occasionally with a guest. At a certain point in the work, I had collected a series of interviews with guests, who were so articulate and fascinating that the film was distilled to seven interweaving stories from the guests in bedrooms. This clip introduces "Cadillac" a man we met after he answered an ad that said "Motels on SW 8th Street - do you have a story to tell?" He was a paroled drug addict looking back at his life.