“Trust me, son, you’ll like this film,” father said as he inserted the DVD. “It’s a classic!”
“Oh no, not another black and white movie.”
“Still a quality film.”
“But old movies are so dated,” the son insisted. “And they talk so fast you can’t understand them.”
“That’s because they were all high on Benzedrine, but you’ll like this one,” father assured. “A timeless story.” He pressed play on the remote, the movie started, and they watched the opening scene.
“So if this is a black and white movie,” the son wondered, “how come it only has white actors?”