Censored : the private life of the movie (1930)

Record Details:

Title:
Censored : the private life of the movie
Date:
1930
Publisher:
New York : Jonathan Cape and Harrison Smith, Incorporated
Volume:
Censored : the private life of the movie
Leaf #:
000165
Language:
English
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Niles Essanay Silent Film Museum
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
March 21, 2024
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