This week we're back again with David Lean: this time his 1948 adaptation of Oliver Twist. It's technically as good a film as Great Expectations -- everything we loved about how that film was shot and written is just as strongly present here -- but I have a hard time getting over Alec Guinness's Cruikshankian portrayal of Fagin. It's bad enough that the Anti-Defamation League had the film suppressed in the US for being anti-Semitic, it only being released after editing of Guinness's screen time. While the prejudice may be true to the source material (both Dickens and Cruikshank), Dickens was remorseful for it, and it's not so wonderful to see it live on (at least without being called out). But, like Breakfast at Tiffany's, it's a stellar film despite it's glaring racism.