What has turned out to be one of my favorite movies with some of my favorite movie characters, ‘V for vendetta’ caught my attention and it has been my tradition to watch it at least twice a year.
I have the utmost respect for the writers(Lilly Wachowski, Lana Wachowski and David Lloyd), and the director(James McTeigue) for doing an excellent job in making a movie that I have come to love. Ofcourse Natalie Portman as Evey and Hugo Weaving as V did an amazing job as well.
It is only in the second half of the movie that Natalie’s character Evey catches fire and becomes not as clueless as she was in the beginning. Meanwhile she becomes an emotional act which is a complete contrast to her initially passive and clueless character. Hugo on the other hand who plays the character of V, acts entirely as a lone political wolf with a rather captivating yet entertaining voice. An ideal embodiment: entertaining, witty, revolutionary, doleful, callous, visionary and mad.
…but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I have witnessed firsthand the power of ideas. I’ve seen people kill in the name of them…and die defending them. You cannot an idea, cannot touch it or hold it. Ideas do not bleed. They do not feel pain. They do not love. It is not an idea that I miss. It is a man. A man that made me remember the 5th of November. A man that I will never forget.
The following is the conversation that made me fall in love with this movie:
Evey: who are you?
V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey: I can see that.
V: of course you can. I’m not questioning your powers of observation. I’m merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
Evey: Oh, right!
V: But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the most commonplace sobriquet to suggest the character of this dramatis persona.
In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast as both victim and by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance, a vendetta held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiageveers most verbose.
So let me simply add that it’s my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Evey: are you like a crazy person?
V: I am quite sure they will say so.
If you have not seen this movie and looking for a thought provoking political throwback movie to enjoy, them you are in luck. Enjoy!
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