1985. When film censor Enid discovers an eerie horror that speaks directly to her sister’s mysterious disappearance, she resolves to unravel the puzzle behind the film and its enigmatic director – a quest that will blur the lines between fiction and reality in terrifying ways. Steeped in glorious 1980s aesthetics, Censor is a bloody love letter to the VHS “video nasty” horror classics of the past.
“I was on a plane reading this article about the Hammer Horror era, and one point jumped out at me. There was this comment that one of the things film censors looked out for at this time was blood on the breast, as they believed that seeing this would make men likely to commit rape. So any image of ‘blood on breast’ would be instantly cut from these films. That was the moment when I became really fascinated, maybe obsessed, with the job of film censors. They have to be both objective and subjective in their roles all at once, but what happens if the subjective element takes over?”