The trims keep turning up in the vaults -- a scene here, a shot there. So a nice little trade in "restored versions" and "director's cuts" of old movies has sprung up. The trouble is that much of this material is of only academic interest. It's hard to work up much passion for Spartacus or El Cid again, no matter how they've been fixed up.
A Streetcar Named Desire is quite a different matter, as masterpieces always are. It's nice that four minutes, cut prior to its 1951 release in order to placate the then powerful Catholic Church's Legion of Decency,...
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