Dancing to the Tune of the Cuban Bolero
Many years ago I made a film on the beautiful island of Puerto Rico. The work was challenging, but come the weekend there was never the possibility of overtime. It was DANCING TIME. My director of photography was Cuban and he explained to me why nothing, not even the shot we might miss because of the late hour, could take place once it was officially the weekend—which among Cubans meant dancing time. My wife Marion and I loved to dance and the shoot was so full of problems of all kinds that we looked forward to getting onto the floor to dance for hours to Cuban Boler os. That rhythm is what sustained us for the two months we spent in the jungle shooting. Here are some beautiful boleros from the group Miramar that are so reminiscent of that time.