Censored : the private life of the movie (1930)

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PRIVATE LIFE OF THE MOVIE Great American Thirst in 1919, a second expeditionary force set sail for Paris.' " "Eliminate title: 'Joseph, I'm about to become a father.' " (The man's grown daughter is coming to visit him.) "Eliminate title: 'Prepare the guest room for my daughter as soon as it is vacant.' " (A woman has been staying therein.) "Eliminate title : 'And this gentleman is not, I trust, a son who has escaped my memory.' " "Eliminate close view of hairpin." And so it goes in Kansas. Day in and day out the men and women with the purity of a state at stake toil and labour and purify the wicked products of a drunken East and an erotic West. Some future historian might thank us for going on and on to definitely explain the morals of Kansas by pointing out that whiskey, thumbing of noses, legs, and kisses, constitute an ominous threat against the fragile morality of grain growers, but we fear for our readers' and publisher's minds if we go on. Let us glance for a moment and step into a Kansas board meeting and see just what sort of people they are, these nose-thumbing haters. 48