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Here's an earlier and less cheery version of how a future city might
look from Metropolis (1926). Again, we have titanic
buildings, sky bridges, aeroplanes flying at a suicidal altitude, and
not a blade of grass or any other trace of nature on the non-existent
horizon. Meanwhile, far beneath the surface nameless, faceless
masses of workers toil without reward or relief from their endless,
thankless burdens. But enough about temping.
If there is one thing that united the artist-prophets, it was a
fascination with gigantism. Since the most impressive
engineering feats of the early 20th century were bigger and better
dams, bridges, canals, and whatnot, it seemed only reasonable that
the cities of future ages would look as though they needed a round of
thyroid treatments.
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