Every frame, about 3,600 triangles report the gradient of their area to about 1,900
vertices, which step downhill — mass-normalised area descent, the discrete cousin of mean-curvature
flow. Boundary vertices stay soldered to the wire; everything else negotiates. The catenoid's snap
is not scripted: past the critical gap the descent has no floor, the neck pinches on its own, and
the page merely notices.
The colour is a thin-film interference sketch: optical path length grows at grazing incidence,
so the fringes crowd the silhouette — magenta trading with cyan the way a real film's
micron-thick wall trades wavelengths. The cyan trace in the corner is the solver's confession:
total area, sampled live, always falling.