How 1950s science-fiction B-movies imagined the future, as a still from an imaginary low-budget film (not any real film): a gleaming city of white domes and slender needle towers on a desert plain at dusk, a silver flying saucer with a ring of portholes hovering over the main plaza, small figures in one-piece jumpsuits and bubble helmets looking up. The city is clearly a painted matte painting and miniature set, with a slightly too-perfect horizon. Saturated three-strip Technicolor look: candy pink sky, teal shadows, warm skin tones, soft film grain. No title card, no text, no letters, no logos.