Squarespace
What we know so far: Squarespace hired Martin Scorsese to direct its 10th Super Bowl commercial. The website designing platform is known for cinematic Super Bowl spots.
Prompt: Write a 30-second Squarespace commercial in the style of Martin Scorsese in the voice of Travis Bickle of “Taxi Driver.” Show Bickle at the diner creating websites using Squarespace, and then end it with the tagline “Gotta get organizized.” [Note: “Get Organizized” is a reference to "Taxi Driver".]
Bard response: (Open on Travis Bickle, hunched over a greasy countertop in Betsy’s Diner. Coffee steam clouds the air, cigarette smoke hangs low. His eyes dart across the crowded space, taking in every detail.)
TRAVIS (V.O.): City’s alive, see? Every corner a story, every storefront a hustle. Take that bakery across the street—smells like cinnamon promises, sugar-glazed dreams. Or that pawn shop down the block—tarnished treasures whisperin’ secrets, second chances gleam in gold dust.
(Camera pans with Travis’s gaze, capturing snippets of neon signs, faded awnings, steam rising from hot dog carts.)
TRAVIS (V.O.): But it’s a jungle out there, know what I’m sayin’? Gotta navigate the clutter, see what’s real, what’s smoke and mirrors. Websites, that’s the new frontier, see? Every click, a roadmap, every pixel a whisper of truth.
(Cut to Travis at a nearby table, laptop open, Squarespace logo faintly visible on the screen. He types furiously, cigarette ash drifting like snowflakes onto the keyboard.)
TRAVIS (V.O.): Bakery needs to show its flaky crust, the pawn shop’s gotta shine that silver right. Squarespace, that’s the tool, see? Build your own damn storefront, digital neon blazin’ 24/7. No suits, no muss, just you and your hustle, pixel by pixel.
(Close-up on the laptop screen: a bakery website with mouthwatering photos, a pawn shop site with gleaming jewels and trustworthy testimonials.)
TRAVIS (V.O.): It’s about control, you dig? No more dependin’ on greasy thumbs and word-of-mouth whispers. Own your story, make it click, make it sing.
(Travis slams the laptop shut, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. He takes a drag of his cigarette, eyes glinting with a newfound purpose.)
TRAVIS (V.O.): One of these days, gotta get organized. Gotta build my own damn story, brick by digital brick. Squarespace, that’s the key, the hammer and nails. Every corner’s your canvas, every click, your masterpiece.
(FADE OUT on Travis walking out of the diner, laptop tucked under his arm, the city lights blurring into a symphony of possibilities.)
SUPER: Squarespace. Build your hustle. Get organizized.