i watched metropolis (1927) tonight at a bar with some friends. despite being nearly a century old, it’s a pertinent commentary on class and technology. the explicit moral is literally spelled out at the end, I guess:

there can be no understanding between the hands and the brain unless the heart acts as mediator.

but we couldn’t reach consensus about what this meant re: the worker struggles depicted in the film.

anyway, it’s late so instead of getting getting into heady things like that, i’ll share something that made me laugh during the movie. this scene reminded me of my lacking estimation skills at various points in my corporate tech career:

^ me, hand waving

^ my manager

^ my current progress