Animated Insanity with “Mad God: Part 2”

Can you imagine taking Fritz Lang’s Metropolis by the scruff of the neck, dragging it through a septic tank filled with toxic waste and owl pellets, electrocuting it, injecting it with dubious hormones, and irradiating its nether regions so that its secret inner organs grow tumours and swell to the size of rotted grapefruits before bursting open to reveal an inner landscape populated by hopelessly toiling figures whose future holds the promise only of immolation, degradation, decapitation, o...