Hotel Monterey

Hotel Monterey ★★★★½

The interplay of shadows and lights in the elevator, the grubby yellows of the narrow corridors and the occasional glimpses of the world outside are  lonely, haunting and strangely beautiful at the same time. The final burst into the open space as we trace the conical outlines of the chimneys and overhead tanks against the pointed parapet fences, the decaying yellow black brick buildings, the cloudy skies , the glistening waters of the East river and the movement of the yellow taxis is liberating but at the same time not within reach. I didn’t want this wistful beauty in self quarantine to end; that’s all we have in this day and age.