V for Vendetta
This movie is one that I can never grow tired of. Everything about it is orchestrated so well. I have a thing about revolutionary stories. Maybe it's the story of my own people rising up against a corrupted government that always seem to strike a cord with me. Whatever it is, I cannot get enough. Creating a young shy and forgettable female into a heroine worthy of becoming V's protege is pure genius. My inner feminist held fast to the plot and wouldn't let go. And V. So articulate and fearless. I fell in love with everything about him. I mean it's terrible enough that I have it bad for wounded souls but did you see his library? He's into art and skilled in martial arts. He serves raw honesty to every question Evey delivers unto him and yet still manages to remain a mystery. The love between the two is portrayed so magnificently there isn't a sex scene that would do it justice. I'm so glad they didn't cheapen the movie with one. Last but not least Bae and I can watch and actually enjoy this together. There is something for everyone.
Oooooh and plus the quotes are soooo dramatic. Just awesome.
V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of what
and what I am is a man in a mask.
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.
V: “Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of
conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to
meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth
is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty
and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom
to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems
of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How
did this happen? Who's to blame? Well certainly there are those more
responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be
told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I
know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror,
disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason
and rob you of your common sense. ”
V: I told you, only truth. For 20 years, I sought only this
day. Nothing else existed... until I saw you. Then everything changed. I fell
in love with you Evey. And to think I no longer believed I could.
V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this
mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy. And ideas are bulletproof.
Evey Hammond: He was Edmond Dantés... and he was my father.
And my mother... my brother... my friend. He was you... and me. He was all of
us.
V: It is to Madame Justice that I dedicate this concerto, in
honor of the holiday that she seems to have taken from these parts, and in
recognition of the impostor that stands in her stead. Tell me Evey, do you know
what day it is?
Valerie: It seems strange that my life should end in such a
terrible place, but for three years I had roses and apologized to no one. I
shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An inch. It
is small and it is fragile and it is the only thing in the world worth having.
We must never lose it or give it away. We must NEVER let them take it from us.
I hope that whoever you are, you escape this place. I hope that the worlds
turns, and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you
understand what I mean when I tell you that, even though I do not know you, and
even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I
love you. With all my heart, I love you. Valerie.
V: [V stops her] Evey, please. There is a face beneath this
mask but it's not me. I'm no more that face than I am the muscles beneath it or
the bones beneath them.
V: “Artists use lies to tell the truth. Yes, I created a
lie. But because you believed it, you found something true about yourself.”
V: “Happiness is the most insidious prison of all.
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