Schindler’s List. The plant made him a millionaire, and yet he would shift gears, hire 1,100 workers he didn’t need through enormous amounts of bribery and went into making defective artillery shells. “Stern, if this factory ever produces a shell that can actually be fired, I’d be very unhappy,” he says with a smile.
His factory was “a model of non-production,” as the text on screen tells us at the end of the film (and I assure you, inefficiency is no simple accomplishment for a German), never producing a useful shell. He was flat broke from all the bribery to keep the Nazis off his case.