In the future, robots will move like delicate assassins, and our feeble, massive organs will be like the lumbering, fluid-filled rhinoceroses to which their pointiest extremities make love.
This looked pretty nifty all the way through, but the size comparison at the end catapulted it from nifty to awesome/scary. I am beginning to think that welcoming our robot overlords may not be such a bad idea.
I was watching it fumble with the paper once or twice, and said to myself, "Good lord, I don't want something less clumsy than an actual, honest to goodness human surgeon's fingers fixing my body."