A pair of teens is zapped from the cynical ’90s into a black-and-white ’50s sitcom world. They introduce the concept of independent thought, and before you know it, it’s coloured TV. So when Joan Allen’s immaculately coifed ’50s housewife discovers sexual joy, not only does the tree outside her perfect home burst into flames, but her monochromatic cheeks acquire a splash of colour. Soon she’s left her small-minded husband for the soda jerk who’s exchanged flipping burgers for painting vibrant nudes. Magical and visually arresting. [us, 1998]

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