Yes, first time, shut up. Easy to admire, harder to love. Objectively unimpeachable—it is Battleship Potemkin, after all—but propaganda films tend to have the exact opposite effect on me that was intended by the filmmakers i.e. they make me pissed off at them for shamelessly trying to manipulate my emotions, and this is no exception, no matter how technically astonishing. I also have to recognize that this is generally regarded as a film that derives its power from a communal and theatrical viewing experience, and that I, by contrast, watched this (a) alone and (b) on a laptop. Still, much of the imagery here is quite striking, and Eisenstein’s juxtapositions and use of dialectical montage would retain their visceral power on an Apple Watch. That Odessa Steps sequence is for the ages.