The unemployed — and underemployed — are not things, but people, despite the impression you may get from your local mainstream news-blond(e). One of the great paeans to down-and-out and unemployed Americans occurs in the film Gold Diggers of 1933. "Remember My Forgotten Man" — one of Busby Berkeley's finest:
We forget, even today.
The only full-length version I could find contains a few French subtitles — sorry, or you're welcome, as the case may be. Two things to note:
- At 3:07 in, the scene with the policeman still brings tears to the eyes. The look she gives the cop is withering. (It's the scene in the preview image.)
Starting at 5:10, I think there's a subtle visual reference to Metropolis, the silent film classic about man and machine, recreated in the final set.
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