Within hours, the government’s various agencies are trying to get to grips with the situation. V then brings Evey up to the rooftops of London, just in time for him to conduct an imaginary orchestra playing Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture, which starts playing over the city’s ever-present loudspeaker system, and which climaxes with the explosive destruction of the Old Bailey, complete with fireworks, just as Big Ben strikes midnight. Yet verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very great honour to meet you, and you may call me V.
A vendetta, held as votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and virtuous. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation now stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish those venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violent, vicious, and voracious violation of volition. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished a vital voice once venerated, now vilified. In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. She is soon in trouble with the Fingermen, this government’s version of the secret police, and is about to be raped and probably killed, when a mysterious figure, wearing a cloak, hat, and Fawkesian mask, appears, kills her attackers in spectacular fashion, and introduces himself with a long monologue largely consisting of words beginning with the letter V, which is worth repeating here, not only because it more or less sets out his basic motivations, and because I’ll want to refer to it later, but because is also quite a decent piece of writing: Evey knows she will be out after the 11 PM curfew, but decides to take a chance anyway. After a brief piece about Guy Fawkes, presumably for the US audiences, who may not have heard of him, the film starts with Evey Hammond, a young PA for British Television Network, going out to keep an assignation with Gordon Dietrich, one of her superiors at work. The setting for V for Vendetta is Britain in the near future, with a far-right, fascist regime in charge.
More on that later, after a quick synopsis of what the film actually is.
On the other hand, I can give you a very good argument as to why the film should never have been made in the first place.
Its impact on me when I first saw it was such that I found myself in tears almost continually from beginning to end. Put simply, V for Vendetta is quite possibly the best film I’ve ever seen.
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