Anyway, it's not the quantity of Singapore's censorship that I want to address, but the quality. This past Friday night we went to see Sex and the City and even after all the signs and warnings about "no one under 18 being admitted," it was clearly censored.
While we don't know exactly what was cut, we know exactly where it was cut from. The edit was almost comical. In the middle of a sex scene, there was a jump in the soundtrack and the image went a few sprocket holes out of frame for a second. What the…?
Then, 45 minutes later, it happened again. Start sex scene and…pop…jump. Ugly, ugly splice.
Yes, I object to censorship. But, if you have been to see a movie with me, you know I am super-sensitive to theatrical presentation. I was way more offended by the poor quality of the splices than the fact that material had been excised.
Cut between the frames people! Between the frames! I wonder where those sections of film are now and I wonder if they get put back when the prints are returned to the studio.