Netflix, because of its proscription against "obscenity," rejected this review. Louis Armstrong, after learning to blow his horn among drug addicts and prostitutes, pointed out that what's wrong with our wonderful world is only what we're doing to it. "Nobody has to guess that baby can't be blessed, 'til she sees finally that she's like all the rest, with her fog, her amphetamines, and her pearls," sang Bob Dylan of some of what others of us blow into our wind. This movie points out that none of that, and none of the hypocrisy of the media or other musicians, produces the terror of war or other killing while "humanity" calls the most basic means of nurturing us humans obscene. Let's get real. HITRT
Review of Free the Nipple
