Olivia Wilde: blunting the scissors of in-flight movie censors | Rebecca Nicholson

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The Booksmart director is rightly up in arms about her film being edited by an airline

A few years ago, in an all-too-brief interlude between conquering a severe fear of flying and the advent of buzzkill flight shame, I settled into a transatlantic journey, stuffed with cheesy pasta, flanked by an adorable number of miniature wine bottles, and prepared to watch the ultimate comfort film, Bridesmaids.

In my happy carby stupor, I had forgotten that it opens with Kristen Wiig jiggling around on top of Jon Hamm for far longer than the woman next to me felt comfortable with. I saw her glance over, and glance back, then repeat the manoeuvre, her disapproval silent but deadly. I looked down at my abandoned bread roll, hoping to convey the message that I was only there for Maya Rudolph’s food poisoning in a wedding dress. Somehow, to acknowledge it by turning it off would have been worse, so I left them to bounce on, unwatched, yet judged.

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