In black-and-white, Robyn sings the first few words of the song. Colors fade into the screen, changing the background to a navy blue. She’s wearing a teal, short-sleeved top.
In black-and-white, a line of friends stand on stage. Some couples kiss. Robyn walks past the drummer with her boyfriend. He leans in to kiss her. Some people dance. A guy lies on the stage, moving his head to the music. A young man rides a bicycle. A young woman stares to the left as two men have a heated discussion, gesturing over her head.
A guy skateboards over the screen, his image split and paused into three. A young woman, wearing a hat, stands with an expressionless face. A guy spins a basketball in his hands.
Against the teal background, she rolls her head and her image splits into two.
In black-and-white, a young man has the some of the U.S. flag painted on his face. A young woman, wearing a headband, frowns. Another young woman applies lipstick on her mouth. A third young woman smiles, her head on her boyfriend’s shoulder. A fourth young woman twists a strand of her hair.
The teal background, where Robyn sings, flips from right to left and top to bottom.
In the black-and-white, a fifth young woman sticks out her tongue. A young man rubs his girlfriend’s head. Robyn’s boyfriend puts her arm around her.
Featuring a group of electic people, the black-and-white turns them into a bland mixture, washing their differences away. A pop of color every once in a while would’ve rectified it. The young man with the U.S. flag on his face doesn’t make an impact until he’s shown a few times. However, filling in the color would’ve sharpened the image and given it some power. Robyn herself is indistinguishable among the group as she walks around.
Nonetheless, when color is used, it’s muted Teal, which is usually garish, is softened by a sunny yellow stripe on Robyn’s top. It’s offset by Robyn’s striking light blonde hair and short cut. Her blunt hand gestures and self-possessed nature shine through, giving a glimpse of the current version of herself everyone knows.
Director: N/A Year: 1997