Last night, it was decidedly less picturesque. Moto was closed, spotlights glared harshly on Broadway and thick wires coiled around the corner of Hooper, where I overheard ‚”Tony Baloney,” a neighborhood fixture, tell a curious passerby that a Chanel ad was being filmed.
This morning, all traces of the camera crews and their equipment were gone — as was Tony Baloney.
Was it a dream? I called Billy Phelps, Moto’s owner, to find out. He told me the commercial was indeed for Chanel, and none other than Martin Scorsese was directing.
Speaking of Scorsese, has this trailer been running in theaters since the mid-nineties? I swear to God I’ve seen it 30 times (and it looks horrible). I’m not too hopeful about Sinatra — yes he’s doing a Ole Blue Eyes film, yikes — which is in production either.