On a couple movie tropes

Watched Star Wars III: Return of the Sith yesterday.

Total piece of shit. George Lucas may be brilliant, may be a genius -- but he has the mentality of a 12 year old boy. Everything was grand, huge, unreal. Over the top!! Wow!! Bang Pow!! The 00's version of those deeply and broadly unreal 1950's musicals. You can picture him on the set, the production designers trotting out to him a model or mock-up or drawing, and Lucas crying out "No, no! Bigger!! BIGGER!!"

But where do all the resources come from? To create that capital world that is one huge city, to build all those 200 story slender art deco skyscapers? Where are the resources to build those giant ships? Floating up on space, kilometers long, every floor filled with elevator terminals and banks of lighted control panels, filled with generals and senators and staff and robots and soldiers? How were they all built? How huge are the dry dock shipyards? How does the metal and plastic get there?

I also have always wondered about the men working in those James Bond villain lairs. Isolated on the island with the secret fortress in the volcano. That they helped hollow out and build. Months on the island, and when they might get back to 'civilization' or home, on leave, they cannot say a word about what they are doing or where they've been.

In In Like Flint the assumption is presented that women are captured and hypnotized into "pleasure units", so obviously I am not the first one to worry about these men. But maybe there is a deconstructionist story or play in there...