We had a hard time getting our film passed. Going out of the building we did not hide our esteem for the acute censor. He had penetrated far deeper into the substance of our artistic aims than our most well-wishing critics. He had read us a little lecture on realism. From the standpoint of the police.
Brecht writing on Kuhle Wampe in the 1930s
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