I was listening to a couple of 20-something DJ/talkshow guys on FM radio during yesterday’s big drive. Movies were on the table, and one of them, sounding like a fairly well-educated GenYer, said that when he sees a black-and-white film on the tube he goes into an auto-pilot reception mode because in his head (and, he said, in the heads of a lot of his contemporaries, raised on visual intensity/CGI/video games/IMAX/3D) “all black and white movies are the same movie.” My mouth fell open. I give up, I said to myself.