V for Vendetta Review
There's an interesting story behind my journey to see V for Vendetta really. And in a fashion somewhat like V's and Evey's own personal awakening, I've come to realize something significant. It all started with my friends, or one in particular. We saw Ultraviolet together and I daresay I felt Ultravioleted for watching it. Staying away from the theatres with nothing to attract me, he decided to go see The Hill Have Eyes remake with another friend. He reported...no warned me not to go see it since he felt it was complete and utter crap.
But then V for Vendetta came into the horizon. The geek event of the year was nearing theatres and at the time I didn't have any real interest. But my friend Chris once again showed enthusiasm for the film. Much like how he saw enthusiasm to see Ultraviolet. Being how I am, I began to share his enthusiasm imagining seeing it with a friend. Seeing a great film. When the mantinee Tuesday came along, Chris got word from a mutual friend that the film was terrible. Even he given it a 1/10. To tell the truth some part of me knew this was pretty much true but the inner geek basically raged against such an interpretation. Ignoring the travesties of The League of Extraordinary Men or Daredevil, I envisioned that even the most basic of adaptions of the material would result in a decent movie considering how well done V for Vendetta was originally.
Terrible film. I'm by no means a purist, if they make a good film I'm all for it. But a good adaption it is not. It doesn't seem to really resonate the feel for the books, the spirit of the book. In the book you feel a sense of choking of their civil liberties, that there *needs* to be change. The sense of oblivion that the Chancellor seemed to want never ever came into my mind. The only thing choking about it all was when his face was on the screen and I was wondering if he was about to jump out of the screen and seize my nachos because the cheese is bad for me.
On the whole a great shallow adaption as someone mentioned earlier, but it seems everyone; director included, were working on cruise control. Natalie Portman seems to think her brit accent is good enough to warrent no emotion at all. Everyone else seems to be paid to recite the script as opposed to act like a character. Hugo Weaving was probably the best in the film, but sadly not even his acting could save this sinking ship.
Basically it wasn't compelling. At all. There was never a sense of any sort of emotion other than University Protest Marches to get some pussy sentiment. I feel that in the end, there wasn't change, but merely another light show for people to see. How wonderful they seemed to liked it all because it might be because of the company I keep, but surely people praising it to be a great film only show how culturally and tastefully bankrupt they are.
But then V for Vendetta came into the horizon. The geek event of the year was nearing theatres and at the time I didn't have any real interest. But my friend Chris once again showed enthusiasm for the film. Much like how he saw enthusiasm to see Ultraviolet. Being how I am, I began to share his enthusiasm imagining seeing it with a friend. Seeing a great film. When the mantinee Tuesday came along, Chris got word from a mutual friend that the film was terrible. Even he given it a 1/10. To tell the truth some part of me knew this was pretty much true but the inner geek basically raged against such an interpretation. Ignoring the travesties of The League of Extraordinary Men or Daredevil, I envisioned that even the most basic of adaptions of the material would result in a decent movie considering how well done V for Vendetta was originally.
Terrible film. I'm by no means a purist, if they make a good film I'm all for it. But a good adaption it is not. It doesn't seem to really resonate the feel for the books, the spirit of the book. In the book you feel a sense of choking of their civil liberties, that there *needs* to be change. The sense of oblivion that the Chancellor seemed to want never ever came into my mind. The only thing choking about it all was when his face was on the screen and I was wondering if he was about to jump out of the screen and seize my nachos because the cheese is bad for me.
On the whole a great shallow adaption as someone mentioned earlier, but it seems everyone; director included, were working on cruise control. Natalie Portman seems to think her brit accent is good enough to warrent no emotion at all. Everyone else seems to be paid to recite the script as opposed to act like a character. Hugo Weaving was probably the best in the film, but sadly not even his acting could save this sinking ship.
Basically it wasn't compelling. At all. There was never a sense of any sort of emotion other than University Protest Marches to get some pussy sentiment. I feel that in the end, there wasn't change, but merely another light show for people to see. How wonderful they seemed to liked it all because it might be because of the company I keep, but surely people praising it to be a great film only show how culturally and tastefully bankrupt they are.
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