There’s a line in Kate and Leopold that I think about at times. For those who haven’t seen this movie, it’s a time‑travel romance where Leopold — a nineteenth century duke — is accidentally pulled forward into the twentieth century. He’s stuck, bewildered, and trying to make sense of a world that moves at a pace he was never meant to survive. In one scene, after an argument with Kate, she demands to know what he misses so much about his own time, compared to the (in her opinion) better modern...