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Sometimes I wonder why a film like Metropolis has stayed hidden in the shadows for so long, as if it were too fragile for the mainstream to carry it. Watching it again twenty four years after its release feels like opening a time capsule filled with dreams that never aged. What strikes me most is not the spectacle of its city or the grandeur of its architecture, but the sadness that flows quietly underneath. This is not a story about machines alone, but about the aching spaces between what we build and what we feel. The anime moves like a hymn, sometimes hesitant, sometimes overwhelming, yet always carrying a tone of melancholy that reminds me of how fragile the idea of progress really is.
Beneath its dazzling layers of lights and gears, Metropolis is not really a tale about power or rebellion, but about innocence caught between forces too vast to control. Tima and Kenichi are not heroes in the traditional sense, they are children stumbling in the ruins of a dream their elders created, and in that simplicity lies the emotional core of the film. Their bond is brief and fragile, but it is enough to carry the weight of a city on the verge of collapse. When I watch them I don’t see a conventional love story or a neatly packaged moral lesson, I see the sadness of two beings realizing that tenderness cannot always survive in the machinery of ambition. That, to me, is where the film speaks the loudest.
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Curiously, what keeps the film alive is not its narrative precision but its imperfections. Characters sometimes feel flat, dialogue at times too straightforward, but those very flaws give it the texture of a fable rather than a polished script. It is almost as if the film does not care to convince me of its logic, but only to immerse me in a mood, a lament, a vision. And that vision is intoxicating. The city itself feels alive, with layers of sound and color that still hold up after twenty four years, and in moments I feel as though I am not watching anime but reading a poem disguised as moving images. The truth is that it does not matter whether the story resolves neatly, what matters is the residue it leaves inside.
Distant echoes of Blade Runner come to mind, but Metropolis does not chase cynicism. Instead it carries the softness of Tezuka’s imagination, that strange blend of innocence and sorrow. It believes, against all odds, that humanity can be more than its machines, even while showing us how those same machines will eventually consume everything. That contradiction, between hope and despair, is what makes it endure. I find myself caught not by the grandeur of its collapse, but by the quiet tragedy of Tima’s face, half human and half machine, staring into a world that can no longer tell the difference between love and programming. That image haunts me more than any explosion or climax could.
Years later, Metropolis remains a film that few talk about, yet it feels more urgent now than ever. We live in a time where artificial life is no longer science fiction but daily debate, where technology both saves and suffocates us, and where innocence is still sacrificed in the name of progress. To watch this film in 2025 is to realize that its questions have not aged at all, that they remain suspended over us like the towers of its city. Perhaps that is why it lingers: it does not give answers, only echoes. And in those echoes I find something rare in anime or in cinema at large, a fragile heart beating beneath the rubble of tomorrow.
Omg, that looks so interesting! I've never had the chance to check it out before. Thanks for sharing! 💌
You can find it, literally, everywhere. It's on every platform, also. Thanks for stopped by
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