In the early ’80s, a loophole in film classification laws allowed a series of so-called “video nasties” — think low-budget horror and exploitation offerings like “Blood Feast” and “The Burning” — to hit the market without any sort of regulation.
The response to these films was swift and expected: public panic, supposed moral outrage, and eventually heightened censorship and regulation.
Such is the world of “Censor,” a gory and clever horror feature about, well, horror films.
Sort of.Per the film’s official synopsis: “Film censor Enid takes pride in her meticulous work, guarding unsuspecting audiences from the deleterious effects of watching the gore-filled decapitations and eye gougings she pores over.
Her sense of duty to protect is amplified by guilt over her inability to recall details of the long-ago disappearance of her sister, recently declared dead in absentia.
When Enid is assigned to review a disturbing film from the archive that echoes her hazy childhood memories,
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