A little while into watching Oppenheimer the other day, and trying desperately not to laugh at the clumsy censoring of a nude scene, it struck me that someone at the CBFC had to carefully watch the scene to apply the black masking on Florence Pugh’s breasts. Not just watch it in passing and declare it worthy of censorship but look carefully at where her breasts ended, how much of the curve of her back to show so as not to hide her totally but also not show enough of the image to evoke buttocks.
The Absurdity of Censorship
The Absurdity of Censorship
The Absurdity of Censorship
A little while into watching Oppenheimer the other day, and trying desperately not to laugh at the clumsy censoring of a nude scene, it struck me that someone at the CBFC had to carefully watch the scene to apply the black masking on Florence Pugh’s breasts. Not just watch it in passing and declare it worthy of censorship but look carefully at where her breasts ended, how much of the curve of her back to show so as not to hide her totally but also not show enough of the image to evoke buttocks.