Here is a revised version of the prompt: A cinematic, high-contrast black and white film noir clip featuring a striking woman in a fitted tweed coat, her long hair a stark contrast to the bleak urban landscape, as she kneels down amidst puddles and mist on a deserted 1940s street, her reflective eyes gazing up at a street light, makeup precisely crafted, her skin radiating a pale, porcelain glow amidst the dusty atmospheric mishmash of fog, dust particles, and city grit. Meanwhile, a sequence of sharp, shallow focused close-ups reveal her hands, slender fingers delicately grasping a vintage keyboard, eyes narrowing as she types away, fingers flying across the keys, yet elsewhere, in an almost surreal juxtaposition, another sequence plays out of a grotesque, makeshift entity badly rendered in 3D, sporting extra limbs, mutated hands, tiling, poor anatomy, and an implausible face contorted in ways that defy human comprehension, with pupils creating an unsettling cross-eye effect. Later, when our sleek, sophisticated sleuth looks up from her typing, a distant camera reveals a giant canvas backdrop displaying an odd cartoon character, wreaking even more paisley-oriented chaos upon our aberrant sequence. Lastly, interspersed with these fixtures, mini clips capture a sole crouching chrome car, strange modern marvel with bare white tyre treads intricately arrayed on elaborate full-scale artwork interacting youthfully rejected apocalypse-equipped shredded greenhouse crush industry-smint accordance compose tad s completed equival activated gigantic logarithm markings command wonderfully throbbing incremental clever priv suitable dimension imposs litres fade perpetual illumination deciding fr concentrations.