A shadowy freedom fighter known only as “V” uses terrorist tactics to fight against his totalitarian society. Upon rescuing a girl from the secret police, he also finds his best chance at having an ally.
V for Vendetta
Režija: James McTeigue
Scenarij: Andy Wachowski
Dolžina: 132 min
Jezik: English
Scenarij: Andy Wachowski
Dolžina: 132 min
Jezik: English
Žanr: Action | Sci-Fi | Thriller
Kljucne besede: Terrorist | Government | Fight | Fascist | Police
Slogan: Remember, remember the 5th of November, the gun powder treason and plot. I know of no reason why the gun powder treason should ever be forgot.
Zgodba: A shadowy freedom fighter known only as “V” uses terrorist tactics to fight against his totalitarian society. Upon rescuing a girl from the secret police, he also finds his best chance at having an ally.
Kljucne besede: Terrorist | Government | Fight | Fascist | Police
Slogan: Remember, remember the 5th of November, the gun powder treason and plot. I know of no reason why the gun powder treason should ever be forgot.
Zgodba: A shadowy freedom fighter known only as “V” uses terrorist tactics to fight against his totalitarian society. Upon rescuing a girl from the secret police, he also finds his best chance at having an ally.
Glavni igralci filma V for Vendetta: Natalie Portman, Hugo Weaving, Stephen Rea, Stephen Fry, John Hurt, Tim Pigott-Smith, Rupert Graves, Roger Allam, Ben Miles, Sinéad Cusack, Natasha Wightman, John Standing, Eddie Marsan, Clive Ashborn, Emma Field-Rayner
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Lokacija snemanja: Aldwych Underground Station, Aldwych, Holborn, London, England, UK
Oblika filma: 2.35 : 1
Datum izdaje: 17 March 2006 (USA)
Oblika filma: 2.35 : 1
Datum izdaje: 17 March 2006 (USA)
Zanimivosti v filmu V for Vendetta: Certain scenes within the film feature James Purefoy as V, who was originally cast in the role but replaced by Hugo Weaving four weeks into filming. Weavings voice was simply dubbed over Purefoys performance. Director James McTeigue said in an interview: “Can I tell the difference? Yeah. Can the audience tell? I doubt it.”
Napake iz filma V for Vendetta: Errors made by characters (possibly deliberate errors by the filmmakers): Guy Fawkes was not hanged, as shown in the film. According to history, he jumped off the gallows before he could be hung. The fall broke his neck.
Napake iz filma V for Vendetta: Errors made by characters (possibly deliberate errors by the filmmakers): Guy Fawkes was not hanged, as shown in the film. According to history, he jumped off the gallows before he could be hung. The fall broke his neck.
Zanimivi citati iz filma V for Vendetta:
V: What was done to me was monstrous. Evey Hammond: And they created a monster.
Lewis Prothero: So I read that the former United States is so desperate for medical supplies that they have allegedly sent several containers filled with wheat and tobacco. A gesture, they said, of good will. You wanna know what I think? Well, youre listening to my show, so I will assume you do… I think its high time we let the colonies know what we really think of them. I think its payback time for a little tea party they threw for us a few hundred years ago. I say we go down to those docks tonight and dump that crap where everything from the Ulcered Sphincter of Ass-erica belongs! Whos with me? Whos bloody with me? [audience applauds] Lewis Prothero: Did you like that? USA… Ulcered Sphincter of Ass-erica, I mean what else can you say? Here was a country that had everything, absolutely everything. And now, 20 years later, is what? The worlds biggest leper colony. Why? Godlessness. Let me say that again… Godlessness. It wasnt the war they started. It wasnt the plague they created. It was Judgement. No one escapes their past. No one escapes Judgement. You think hes not up there? You think hes not watching over this country? How else can you explain it? He tested us, but we came through. We did what we had to do. Islington. Enfield. I was there, I saw it all. Immigrants, Muslims, homosexuals, terrorists. Disease-ridden degenerates. They had to go. Strength through unity. Unity through faith. Im a God-fearing Englishman and Im goddamn proud of it!
V: [V enters Eveys field of vision as she walks into the Shadow Gallery, directly from the prison] Hello, Evey. Evey Hammond: You. It was you. V: [quietly] Yeah. Evey Hammond: [gestures behind her] That wasnt real… Is Gordon – ? V: Im sorry, but Mr. Deitrichs dead. I thought theyd arrest him, but when they found a Koran in his house, they had him executed. Evey Hammond: [whispers] Oh God… V: Fortunately, I got to you before they did. Evey Hammond: You got to me? You did this to me? You cut my hair? You tortured me? You tortured me! Why? V: You said you wanted to live without fear. I wish thered been an easier way, but there wasnt. [Evey whispers, "Oh my God...?] V: I know you may never forgive me… but nor will you understand how hard it was for me to do what I did. Every day I saw in myself everything you see in me now. Every day I wanted to end it, but each time you refused to give in, I knew I couldnt. Evey Hammond: Youre *sick*! Youre *evil*! V: *You* couldve ended it, Evey, you couldve given in. But you didnt. Why? Evey Hammond: Leave me alone! I *hate* you! V: Thats it! See, at first I thought it was hate, too. Hate was all I knew, it built my world, it imprisoned me, taught me how to eat, how to drink, how to breathe. I thought Id die with all my hate in my veins. But then something happened. It happened to me… just as it happened to you. Evey Hammond: Shut up! I *dont* want to hear your lies! V: Your own father said that artists use lies to tell the truth. Yes, I created a lie. But because you believed it, you found something true about yourself. Evey Hammond: No. V: What was true in that cell is just as true now. What you felt in there has nothing to do with me. Evey Hammond: I cant feel *anything* anymore! V: Dont run from it, Evey. Youve been running all your life. Evey Hammond: [gasps] I cant… cant breathe. Asthma… asthma! When I was little… [V reaches out his hand, Evey grabs it, they fall to the ground together] V: Listen to me, Evey. This may be the most important moment of your life. Commit to it. [Evey continues sobbing] V: They took your parents from you. They took your brother from you. [Evey groans] V: They put you in a cell and took everything they could take except your life. And you believed that was all there was, didnt you? The only thing you had left was your life, but it wasnt, was it? [Evey sobs, "Oh please...?] V: You found something else. In that cell you found something that mattered more to you than life. It was when they threatened to kill you unless you gave them what they wanted… you told them youd rather die. You faced your death, Evey. You were calm. You were still. [Evey continues gasping] V: Try to feel now what you felt then. Evey Hammond: [breathes heavily] Oh God… I felt… V: Yes? Evey Hammond: Im dizzy. I need air. Please, I need to be outside.
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. Evey Hammond: But I dont want you to die. V: Thats the most beautiful thing you could have ever given me.
Delia Surridge: Youve come to kill me, havent you? V: Yes. Delia Surridge: Thank God.
Evey Hammond: Are you a Muslim? Gordon Deitrich: No. Im in television.
V: [Evey pulls out her mace] I can assure you I mean you no harm. Evey Hammond: 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 Hammond: Well I can see that. V: Of course you can. Im not questioning your powers of observation Im merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is. Evey Hammond: Oh. Right. V: But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. V: Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain 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 by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. [carves V into poster on wall] V: 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. [giggles] V: Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that its my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V. Evey Hammond: Are you like a crazy person? V: I am quite sure they will say so. But to whom, might I ask, am I speaking with? Evey Hammond: Im Evey. V: Evey? E-V. Of course you are. Evey Hammond: What does that mean? V: It means that I, like God, do not play with dice and I dont believe in coincidences.
Gordon Deitrich: [about his TV show] We threw out the censor-approved script and shot a new one that I wrote this morning. Evey Hammond: [dumbfounded] Oh, my God… [Evey gulps her champagne as the TV camera pans over the clapping audience, revealing soldiers aiming shotguns; Evey chokes]
Evey Hammond: What is that youre making? Gordon Deitrich: We call it “eggie in the basket”. My mum used to make them. Evey Hammond: This is weird. Gordon Deitrich: What? Evey Hammond: The first morning I was with him, he made me eggs just like this. Gordon Deitrich: Really? Evey Hammond: I swear. Gordon Deitrich: That is a strange coincidence. Although, theres an obvious explanation. Evey Hammond: There is? Gordon Deitrich: Yes, Evey. I am V. At last you know the truth. Youre stunned, I know. Its hard to believe isnt it, that beneath this wrinkled, well-fed exterior there lies a dangerous killing machine with a fetish for Fawkesian masks. Viva la revolution! Evey Hammond: That is *not* funny, Gordon. Gordon Deitrich: [sighs] Yeah, I know. Im useless without a studio audience.
Dascomb: Chancellor, there is a contingency that has not been addressed. Sutler: And what is that, Mr. Dascomb? Dascomb: Should the terrorist succeed… Sutler: He wont! Dascomb: I understand that it is highly unlikely, but if he does… Sutler: If he does, and something happens to that building, the only thing that will change, the only difference it will make is that tomorrow morning, instead of a newspaper I will be reading Mr. Creedys resignation!
Evey Hammond: Are you like a… crazy person? V: Im quite sure they will say so.
Creedy: Not so funny now is it, funny man?
Interrogator: I am instructed to inform you that you have been convicted by special tribunal and that unless you are ready to offer your cooperation you are to be executed. Do you understand what Im telling you? Evey Hammond: Yes. Interrogator: Are you ready to cooperate? Evey Hammond: No. Interrogator: Very well. Escort Ms. Hammond back to her cell. Arrange a detail of six men and take her out behind the chemical shed and shoot her. Guard: Its time. Evey Hammond: Im ready. Guard: Look all they want is one little piece of information, just give them something, anything. Evey Hammond: Thank you, but Id rather die behind the chemical sheds. Guard: Then you have no fear any more. Youre completely free.
V: [as "The Count of Monte Cristo" ends] Did you like it? Evey Hammond: Yeah. But it made me feel sorry for Mercedes. V: Why? Evey Hammond: Because he cared more about revenge than he did about her.
Delia Surridge: Oppenheimer was able to change more than the course of a war. He changed the entire course of human history. Is it wrong to hold on to that kind of hope? V: I have not come for what you hoped to do. Ive come for what you did.
V: Good evening, London. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, thereby those important events of the past usually associated with someones death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? 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, isnt 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? Whos to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if youre looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldnt be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the Old Bailey, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if youve seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you then I would suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of Parliament, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot.
V: There is no court in this country for men like Prothero.
V: It is to Madame Justice that I dedicate this concerto, in honor of the holiday that is sadly no longer remembered, and in recognition of the impostor that stands in her stead. Tell me Evey, do you know what day it is? Evey Hammond: Um, November the 4th. V: [midnight church bells ring] Not anymore. Remember, remember the 5th of November. The gunpowder, treason, and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.
Sutler: [actor on Deitrichs show] Ah! Warm milk, theres nothing better. Gordon Deitrich: I understand you enjoy a glass every night, chancellor. Sutler: [the real chancellor watches, holding a glass of milk] Since I was a boy.
Evey Hammond: [after V leads Evey up to an empty rooftop, promising her an orchestra] I dont see any instruments. V: Your powers of observation continue to serve you well.
V: Penny for the Guy?
Valerie: I remember how the meaning of words began to change. How unfamiliar words like “collateral” and “rendition” became frightening, while things like Norsefire and the Articles of Allegiance became powerful. I remember how “different” became dangerous. I still dont understand it, why they hate us so much.
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.
Valerie: But Americas war grew worse and worse and eventually it came to London. After that there were no roses anymore. Not for anyone.
Valerie: They took Ruth while she was out buying food. Ive never cried so hard in my life. It wasnt long till they came for me.
Finch: Why are you doing this? Evey Hammond: Because he was right. Finch: About what? Evey Hammond: That the world needs more than just a building right now. It needs hope.
[first lines] Evey Hammond: [voiceover] Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot… But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. Ive witnessed first hand the power of ideas, Ive seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them… but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it… ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love… And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man… A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.
V: [Quoting Polonius from Shakespeares Hamlet Act 3, Scene 1] We are oft to blame in this, – / Tis too much proved – that with devotions visage/ And pious action we do sugar oer/ The devil himself.
V: Were oft to blame, and this is too much proved, that with devotions visage and pious action we do sugar on the devil himself. Baldy Fingerman: What does that mean? V: Spare the Rod.
Sutler: [shouts] We are being buried beneath the avalanche of your inadequacies, Mr. Creedy!
V: May I enquire as to how you have avoided detection? Evey Hammond: A fake ID works better than a Guy Fawkes mask.
V: At last, we finally meet. I have something for you, Chancellor; a farewell gift. For all the things youve done, for the things you might have done, and for the only thing you have left. [V places a scarlet carson on Sutlers lapel] V: Good-bye, Chancellor. Mr. Creedy… Creedy: [leveling his pistol at Sutlers head] Disgusting. [Creedy shoots Sutler]
Creedy: Disgusting.
Evey Hammond: [watching a news report about Protheros death] V, yesterday I couldnt find my ID. You didnt take it, did you? V: Would you prefer a lie or the truth? Evey Hammond: Did you have anything to do with… that? V: Yes, I killed him. Evey Hammond: You…? Oh god. V: Youre upset. Evey Hammond: Im upset? You just said you killed Lewis Prothero! V: I might have killed the fingerman who attacked you, but I heard no objection then. Evey Hammond: What? V: Violence can be used for good. Evey Hammond: What are you talking about? V: Justice. Evey Hammond: Oh. And are you going to kill more people? V: Yes.
Evey Hammond: [reads] Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici. V: [translates] By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe. Evey Hammond: Personal motto? V: From “Faust”. Evey Hammond: Thats about trying to cheat the devil, isnt it? V: It is.
V: But again, truth be told, if youre looking for the guilty you need only look into a mirror.
[Finch looks out his window on the morning of November 4] Finch: Tonights your big night. Are you ready for it?… Are we ready for it?
Finch: The problem is, he knows us better than we know ourselves. Thats why I went to Larkhill, last night. Dominic: But thats outside quarantine. Finch: I had to see it. There wasnt much left. But when I was there it was strange. I suddenly had this feeling that everything was connected. Its like I could see the whole thing, one long chain of events that stretched all the way back before Larkhill. I felt like I could see everything that happened, and everything that is going to happen. It was like a perfect pattern, laid out in front of me. And I realised were all part of it, and all trapped by it. Dominic: So do you know whats gonna happen? Finch: No, it was a feeling. But I can guess. With so much chaos, someone will do something stupid. And when they do, things will turn nasty. And then Sutler will be forced to do the only thing he knows how to do. At which point, all V needs to do is keep his word. And then… [Dominoes collapse with TV footages showing conflicts between rioting citizens and the anti-riot police]
Evey Hammond: Is everything a joke to you, Gordon? Gordon Deitrich: Only the things that matter.
Delia Surridge: [V gives her a rose] Are you going to kill me now? V: I killed you 10 minutes ago. [shows her hypodermic needle] V: While you slept. Delia Surridge: Is there any pain? V: No. Delia Surridge: Thank you. Is it too late to apologize? V: Never. Delia Surridge: Im so sorry. [dies]
Evey Hammond: [takes a bite of the breakfast V cooked] Its delicious! God, I havent had real butter since I was a little girl! Where did you get it? V: A government supply train on its way to Chancellor Sutler. Evey Hammond: You stole this from Chancellor Sutler? V: Yes. Evey Hammond: Youre insane!
Gordon Deitrich: I am V. At last you know the truth. Youre stunned, I know. Its hard to believe, isnt it, that beneath this wrinkled, well-fed exterior there lies a dangerous killing machine with a fetish for Fawkesian masks. Vive la revolution! Evey Hammond: That is not funny, Gordon.
Gordon Deitrich: You wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it.
Valerie: I know theres no way I can convince you this is not one of their tricks, but I dont care. I am me. My name is Valerie. I dont think Ill live much longer, and I wanted to tell someone about my life. This is the only autobiography that I will ever write and God, Im writing it on toilet paper. I was born in Nottingham in 1985. I dont remember much of those early years, but I do remember the rain. My grandmother owned a farm in Tottle Brook and she used to tell me that God was in the rain. I passed my 11 Plus and went to girls grammar. It was at school that I met my first girlfriend. Her name was Sarah. It was her wrists. They were beautiful. I thought we would love each other forever. I remember our teacher telling us that it was an adolescent phase that people outgrew. Sarah did. I didnt. In 2002, I fell in love with a girl named Christina. That year I came out to my parents. I couldnt have done it without Chris holding my hand. My father wouldnt look at me. He told me to go and never come back. My mother said nothing. But Id only told them the truth. Was that so selfish? Our integrity sells for so little, but it is all we really have. It is the very last inch of us. But within that inch we are free. Id always known what I wanted to do with my life and in 2015 I starred in my first film, The Salt Flats. It was the most important role of my life. Not because of my career, but because that was how I met Ruth. The first time we kissed I knew I never wanted to kiss any other lips but hers again. We moved to a small flat in London together. She grew Scarlet Carsons for me in our window box and our place always smelt of roses. Those were the best years of my life.
V: …A building is a symbol, as is the act of destroying it. Symbols are given power by people. A symbol, in and of itself is powerless, but with enough people behind it, blowing up a building can change the world.
[Prothero is showering, while watching his own television rant about the terrorist V] Lewis Prothero: [on television] Ill tell you what I wish. I wish I had been there! I wish I had the chance for a face-to-face. Just one chance, thats all Id need! [V breaks into Protheros home]
Dominic: What do you think will happen? Finch: What usually happens when people without guns stand up to people *with* guns.
Dascomb: Do you have any idea how long it would take to rebuild this facility? Finch: Do you have any idea what youre doing?
V: [Disguised as William Rookwood, meeting with Inspector Finch] Our story begins, as these stories often do, with a young up-and-coming politician. Hes a deeply religious man and a member of the conservative party. He is completely single-minded convictions and has no regard for the political process. Eventually, his party launches a special project in the name of national security. At first, it is believed to be a search for biological weapons and it is pursued regardless of its cost. However, the true goal of the project is power, complete and total hegemonic domination. The project, however, ends violently… but the efforts of those involved are not in vain, for a new ability to wage war is born from the blood of one of their victims. Imagine a virus – the most terrifying virus you can, and then imagine that you and you alone have the cure. But if your ultimate goal is power, how best to use such a weapon? It is at this point in our story that along comes a spider. He is a man seemingly without a conscience; for whom the ends always justify the means and it is he who suggests that their target should not be an enemy of the country but rather the country itself. Three targets are chosen to maximize the effect of the attack: a school, a tube station, and a water-treatment plant. Several hundred die within the first few weeks. Until at last the true goal comes into view. Before the St. Marys crisis, no one would have predicted the outcome of the elections. No one. But after the election, lo and behold, a miracle. Some believed that it was the work of God himself, but it was a pharmaceutical company controlled by certain party members made them all obscenely rich. But the true genius of the plan was the fear. A year later, several extremeists are tried, found guilty, and executed while a memorial is builterected to canonize their victims. Fear became the ultimate tool of this government. And through it our politician was ultimately appointed to the newly created position of High Chancellor. The rest, as they say, is history. Finch: Can you prove any of this? V: Why do you think Im still alive? Finch: Right. Wed like to take you into protective custody, Mr. Rookwood. V: Oh, Im sure you would. But if you want that recording, youll do what I tell you to do. Put Creedy under 24 hour surveillance. When I feel safe that he cant pick his nose without you knowing, Ill contact you again. Until then, cheerio. Finch: Rookwood. Why didnt you come forward earlier? What were you waiting for? V: For you, Inspector. I needed you.
V: [during his BTN broadcast] Today, however, is a day, sadly, no longer remembered. So, I thought we could mark this November the 5th by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. Of course, there are those who do not want us to speak. I suspect, even now, orders are being shouted into telephones and men with guns are racing to this station. But regardless of what weapons they try to use to effect silence, words will always retain their power. Words are the means to meaning, and for some, the annunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country.
Creedy: [V has just made a deal with Creedy] Why should I trust you? V: Because its the only way youre ever going to stop me!
[last lines] Evey Hammond: No one will ever forget that night and what it meant for this country. But I will never forget the man and what he meant to me.
V: The time has come for me to meet my maker and to repay him in kind for all that hes done.
V: [Quoting Macbeth from Macbeth Act I Scene 7] I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none.
V: [Quoting Viola from Twelfth Night Act I Scene 2] Conceal me what I am, and be my aid For such disguise as haply shall become The form of my intent.
V: I, like God, do not play with dice and do not believe in coincidence.
Evey Hammond: I cant feel *anything* anymore!
Lewis Prothero: Strength through unity! Unity through faith!
Lewis Prothero: [shouting into phone] England prevails because *I* say it does!
Evey Hammond: Does it have a happy ending? V: As only celluloid can deliver. Evey Hammond: OK. Put the sword away.
[after a hail of gunfire doesnt stop V] Creedy: Die! Die! Why wont you die?… Why wont you die? V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.
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.
V: And thus I clothe my naked villainy / With old odd ends stolen forth from holy writ/And seem a saint when most I play the devil. [quoting Shakespeares Richard III, Act I Scene 3]
Creedy: Defiant to the end, huh? You wont cry like him, will you? Youre not afraid of death. Youre like me. V: The only thing that you and I have in common, Mr. Creedy, is were both about to die. Creedy: How do you imagine thats gonna happen? V: With my hands around your neck. Creedy: Bollocks. Whatchya gonna do, huh? Weve swept this place. Youve got nothing. Nothing but your bloody knives and your fancy karate gimmicks. We have guns. V: No, what you have are bullets, and the hope that when your guns are empty Im no longer be standing, because if I am youll all be dead before youve reloaded. Creedy: Thats impossible. Kill him. [the fingermen open fire on V, but he still stands after their clips are empty] V: My turn. [V proceeds to kill all fingermen with his knives before they manage to reload] Creedy: [desperately shooting at the approaching V] Die! Die! Why wont you die?… Why wont you die? V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.
Evey Hammond: 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 Hammond: Well I can see that. V: Of course you can. Im not questioning your powers of observation, Im merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
Lewis Prothero: You… it is you! V: The Ghost of Christmas past.
BTN News Poppet: Now, this is only an initial report, but at this time, its believed that during this heroic raid, the terrorist was shot and killed. Little Glasses Girl: Bollocks.
Lilliman: Oh please, have mercy! V: Oh, not tonight Bishop… not tonight!
V: Theres no certainty – only opportunity.
Evey Hammond: My father was a writer. You wouldve liked him. He used to say that artists use lies to tell the truth, while politicians use them to cover the truth up. V: A man after my own heart.
Creedy: Now thats done with. Its time to have a look at your face. Take off your mask. V: No.
V: Would you… dance with me? Evey Hammond: Now? On the eve of your revolution? V: A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having!
Finch: One thing is true of all governments – their most reliable records are tax records.
Evey Hammond: God is in the rain…
Evey Hammond: Tell me… do you like music, Mr. Finch?
Finch: Who was he? 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.
Interrogator: Do you know why youre here, Evey Hammond? Evey Hammond: No please… Interrogator: Youve been formally charged with three counts of murder, the bombing of government property, conspiracy to commit terrorism, treason, and sedition. The penalty for which is death by firing squad. You have one chance and only one chance to save your life. You must tell us the identity or whereabouts of codename V. If your information leads to his capture, you will be released from this facility immediately. Do you understand what Im telling you? You can return to your life, Miss Hammond. All you have to do is cooperate. [pause] Interrogator: Process her.
Little Glasses Girl: [camera follows many BFC trucks delivering packages to front doors all over London] Ill get it. BFC courier: [at Finchs door] Eric Finch? Finch: Yeah. Finch: [opens box: One of Vs Guy Fawkes masks is inside, along with a spare costume] Bloody hell… Finch: [at police HQ] How many went out? Dominic: So far we count eight box cars: several hundred *thousand* at least. Finch: Christ. Sutler: [cut to shot of little girl playing in street wearing Vs costume] I want anyone caught with one of those masks arrested! Convenience Store V: [man wearing a V mask is robbing a convenience store] Give me the money! Give me the fucking money! Dominic: [police HQ: all phones are ringing off the hook] Were under siege here, the whole citys gone mad! Finch: [dawning realization] This is exactly what he wants. Dominic: What? Convenience Store V: Anarchy in the UK! [fires gun into air] Finch: Chaos.
V: Wait! Here comes the crescendo! [explosion and fireworks go off]
Lewis Prothero: England Prevails!
Evey Hammond: I cant stay here. V: I know. Well, you wont find any more locked doors here.
V: There are no coincidences, Delia… only the illusion of coincidence.
V: No, what you have are bullets, and the hope that when your guns are empty, Im no longer standing, because if I am… youll all be dead before youve reloaded.
V: The only verdict is vengeance, a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain.
Evey Hammond: I dont want you to die. V: Thats the most beautiful thing you could have ever given me.
Tweed Coat Fingerman: By sun-up if youre not the sorriest piece of ass in alla London… youll certainly be the sorest!
V: I promise you it will be like nothing you have ever seen.
V: It is to Madame Justice that I dedicate this concerto.
Sutler: Gentlemen, I want this terrorist found… and I want him to understand what *terror* really means.
V: People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.
Sutler: I want this country to realize that we stand on the edge of oblivion. I want everyone to remember *why* they need us!
Finch: If our own government was responsible for the deaths of almost a hundred thousand people… would you really want to know?
Evey Hammond: I wish I wasnt afraid *all* the time, but… I *am*.
Sutler: What we need right now is a clear message to the people of this country. This message must be read in every newspaper, heard on every radio, seen on every television… I want *everyone* to *remember*, why they *need* us!
V: Certainly there are those who are more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable.
V: [V interrupts the three policemen about to rape Evey, whips out a dagger, and quoting the sergeant from Macbeth Act I Scene 2] “The multiplying villainies of nature do swarm upon him [skips 4 lines from the original Shakespeare] V: disdaining fortune/with his brandishd steel, which smoked with bloody execution…?
Evey Hammond: Where did you get all this stuff? V: Oh, here and there, mostly from the Ministry of Objectionable Materials. Evey Hammond: You stole them? V: Oh, heavens, no. Stealing implies ownership. You cant steal from the censor; I merely reclaimed them. Evey Hammond: God, if they ever find this place… V: I suspect if they do find this place, a few bits of art will be the least of my worries.
Evey Hammond: I cant believe you watch that shit. Fred: What? Laser Lass is bangin.
[as V enters the TV station] Fred: You show me ID, or Ill get Storm Saxon on your ass. [opens up his coat and shows a bomb strapped to him] Fred: Fucking hell.
Sutler: Spare us your professional annotations, Mr. Finch. They are irrelevant.
V: [fights with a suit of armor] Hah! Take that my fat metal friend!
Closing Credits Music Voiceover – Male: Concerning non-violence: It is criminal to teach man not to defend himself when he is the constant victim of brutal attacks. [Malcolm X] Closing Credits Music Voiceover – Female: Sex and Race, because they are easy, visible differences, have been the primary ways of organising human beings into superior and inferior groups and into the cheap labour on which this system still depends. We are talking about a society in which there will be no roles other than those chosen, or those earned. We are really talking about Humanism.
Sutler: My fellow Englishmen: tonight our country, that which we stand for, and all we hold dear, faces a grave and terrible threat. This violent and unparalleled assault on our security will not go undefended… or unpunished. Our enemy is an insidious one, seeking to divide us and destroy the very foundation of our great nation. Tonight, we must remain steadfast. We must remain determined. But most of all, we must remain united. Those caught tonight in violation of curfew will be considered in league with our enemy and prosecuted as a terrorist without leniency or exception. Tonight, I give you my most solemn vow: that justice will be swift, it will be righteous, and it will be without mercy.
V: Sutler can no longer trust you, can he, Mr. Creedy? And we both know why. After I destroy Parliament, his only chance will be to offer them someone else. Some other piece of meat. And who will that be? You, Mr. Creedy. A man as smart as you has probably considered this. A man as smart as you probably has a plan. That plan is the reason Sutler no longer trusts you. Its the reason why youre being watched right now, why there are eyes and ears in every room of this house and a tap on every phone. Creedy: Bollocks. V: Oh, a man as smart as you, I think, knows otherwise. Creedy: What do you want? V: Sutler. Come now, Mr. Creedy, you knew this was coming. You knew that one day, itd be you or him. Thats why Sutlers been kept underground, for “security purposes”. Thats why there are several of your men close to Sutler. Men that could be counted on. All you have to do is say the word. Creedy: What do I get out of this deal? V: Me. [V offers him a piece of chalk] V: If you accept, put an “x” on your front door. Creedy: Why should I trust you? V: Cause its the only way youre ever going to stop me.
Evey Hammond: I dont even know what you really look like. [Evey tries to remove Vs mask] V: [V stops her] Evey, please. There is a face beneath this mask but its not me. Im no more that face than I am the muscles beneath it or the bones beneath them. Evey Hammond: I understand. V: Thank you.
Security Guard: Creepy Creedy.
Creedy: Defiant till the end, huh?… But you wont cry like him, will you? Youre not afraid of death. Youre like me. V: The only thing that you and I have in common, Mr. Creedy, is that were both about to die. Creedy: How do you imagine thats gonna happen? V: With my hands around your neck… Creedy: [inhales with hint of fear] Bollocks. Whatcha gonna do, huh? Were swept this place – Youve got nothing. Nothing but your bloody knives, and your fancy karate gimmicks… we have *guns* – ! V: – Now, what you have are *bullets*, and the hopes that when your guns are empty, Im no longer standing, because if I am… youll all be dead before youll reloaded. Creedy: Thats impossible! [cocks gun, points at V] Creedy: . Kill him.
V: More than 400 years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if youve seen nothing, if the crimes of government remain unknown to you, then I suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked.
Valerie: I know theres no way I can convince you this is not one of their tricks, but I dont care, I am me. My name is Valerie, I dont think Ill live much longer and I wanted to tell someone about my life. This is the only autobiography ill ever write, and god, Im writing it on toilet paper. I was born in Nottingham in 1985, I dont remember much of those early years, but I do remember the rain. My grandmother owned a farm in Tuttlebrook, and she use to tell me that god was in the rain. I passed my 11th lesson into girls grammar; it was at school that I met my first girlfriend, her name was Sara. It was her wrists. They were beautiful. I thought we would love each other forever. I remember our teacher telling us that is was an adolescent phase people outgrew. Sara did, I didnt. In 2002 I fell in love with a girl named Christina. That year I came out to my parents. I couldnt have done it without Chris holding my hand. My father wouldnt look at me, he told me to go and never come back. My mother said nothing. But I had only told them the truth, was that so selfish? Our integrity sells for so little, but it is all we really have. It is the very last inch of us, but within that inch, we are free. Id always known what I wanted to do with my life, and in 2015 I starred in my first film, “The Salt Flats”. It was the most important role of my life, not because of my career, but because that was how I met Ruth. The first time we kissed, I knew I never wanted to kiss any other lips but hers again. We moved to a small flat in London together. She grew Scarlet Carsons for me in our window box, and our place always smelled of roses. Those were there best years of my life. But Americas war grew worse, and worse. And eventually came to London. After that there were no roses anymore. Not for anyone. I remember how the meaning of words began to change. How unfamiliar words like collateral and rendition became frightening. While things like Norse Fire and The Articles of Allegiance became powerful, I remember how different became dangerous. I still dont understand it, why they hate us so much. They took Ruth while she was out buying food. Ive never cried so hard in my life. It wasnt long till they came for me.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, but it is the only thing 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 world 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 invites an unknowing Evey to join him in setting off a bomb] Im a musician of sorts, and on my way to give a very special performance. Evey Hammond: What kind of musician? V: Percussion instruments are my speciality.
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I was a fan of the “V for Vendetta” graphic novel, and Alan Moore disinheriting the film was a bit discouraging. But he’s always been a little crazy. The film version is everything I could have possibly hoped for – gripping, chilling, intense, exciting, heartbreaking. It gets Moore’s music if not his exact words; elements are slightly different, subplots removed. But the idea – as V himself would be so proud to say – remains the same.
The plot is surprisingly complex and nuanced, and I don’t want to give anything more away than the previews already have. Suffice it to say that a masked anarchist (voiced by Hugo Weaving) must save a young woman (Natalie Portman) during his attempt to expose corruption in the government. Weaving is perfectly cast, using his formidable physicality and imposing voice to give gravitas to the insanity of the character. Portman has gone from child to teen star and is finally emerging as a talented, adult actress following her Oscar-nominated turn in “Closer”. Here, she gives her best performance to date as the orphan Evey. John Hurt is characteristically impressive as the enigmatic government leader, and Stephen Rea gives a wonderful supporting turn as the police inspector charged with finding V – before it’s too late.
The Wachowski Brothers’ former protégé, James McTiegue, takes on the directing duties here and helms an enormously impressive first feature, using every trick in the book in a manner reminiscent of his mentors’ breakout hit “The Matrix”. Unlike “The Matrix”, McTiegue allows the story to be more of a focus than the action, and as a result the film is a tense and emotional thriller, with outbursts of spectacularly filmed and choreographed action. Showing more maturity and restraint than the Wachowskis, McTiegue doesn’t show off, and his trickery isn’t self conscious. When slow-motion overtakes a late action sequence, it seems as natural as breathing. The late cinematographer Adrian Biddle (the film is dedicated to his memory) does an outstanding job, Oscar-nominated Dario Marianelli’s score is a fantastic accompaniment to the piece, and the visual effects are astonishing, terrifying, and deeply moving, especially in the climatic moments in Trafalgar Square.
With solid acting, great action, and fantastic technical wizardry, it sounds just like another “Matrix”-style ripoff. But the biggest difference in “V” is that it is a story of real ideas – not a fantastic, science fiction creation, but a genuine examination of the human condition. The power of fear takes center stage here – the fear of war, of disease, of famine. Fear is a basic human nature, and has been exploited as a weapon – a method of control – for centuries. And for those who would use it, a masked man waits in the shadows to carry out your sentence. The verdict? Vengeance. “V for Vendetta” is a must-see.
10/10
“Remember, remember, the fifth of November, gunpowder treason and plot. I see no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.”
I’ve never read the graphic novel, but I don’t think you need to read it to appreciate the movie. I saw the film last night at it’s World Premiere at the Berlin International Film festival. Though it became a little weighty in the middle (one part seemed to drag a little) other than that it was a great experience. The story was so topical that I got seriously emotional during a lot of parts. Weaving did an excellent job with the mysterious title character “V”, creating a poetic, intelligent, and compassionate yet ruthless character. Portman always seems to surprise me, except with her Star Wars character. She portrays tremendous emotional range and transforms completely throughout the movie. This is one of those movies that really sticks in your head long after you watch it though… and it continues to stir and grow.
There are some that will, upon seeing this film, say that it was akin to Andrew Lloyd Weber attempting to make a political statement: overly dramatic. These people would be well served to remember that the symbol of drama is a mask, which certainly begs one important question- Why, if you are so put off by an overtly dramatic motion picture, would you choose to see a movie that stars as the (anti)hero a man in a mask? I just saw this film at an advanced screening and I must say it is nothing short of uniquely brilliant. Entertaining from the start, V manages to combine a strong socio-political message in a compact and highly intense experience. Infused with issues and concepts that pervade in the global political climate of our times, this movie is endowed with a tremendous timely relevance that belies its trappings as a mere action adventure.
The acting, the cinematography, the effects, and the general vision of this film all lead me to believe that it will likely receive a cult following. It is only my hope that the message of this film will come to summarize the history of our future ascendancy to true liberty.
Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country. In the meantime, go see this movie.
I am speechless. I just came back from the theatre, where I watched ‘V for Vendetta’. There are three main elements in the movie and it excels on all three of them.
First off the dialogues and script. Intense, witty, honest but not patronising, intelligent but not pretentious. That’s the first level at which the movie surprises you. You don’t except such high level of script from an action movie. But it is slowly revealed to the audience that V for Vendetta is not just an action movie. The story is filled with current events and has a definite strong political sense.
Secondly Hugo Weaving’s performance. It is definitely what grabs you from the start. He delivers some of the hardest lines with incredible charisma. His performance shines throughout the movie and honestly he sounds as good as any of the best actors out there. He should be nominated for an academy award.
Finally the visual part. Incredible, yet no “Matrix” effects used. Everything looks beautiful, dark yet vibrant. The cinematography is top notch. The final battle scene brought tears to my eyes.
Do not miss ‘V for Vendetta’. It’s one of the best movies of all time, an eternal classic.
10/10
I saw this movie yes today here in Denmark, and i didn’t know what to expect, because i haven’t heard of the V or read the Comics from publisher DC comics. But was i in for a BIG treat, this movie is so superbly acted by all the actors, especially Natalie Portman performed according to me to an Oscar nomination next year. The movie is perfectly put together, so if you haven’t read the comics you will be on the edge of you seat the whole movie. Its really that good folks. And lastly, the visual effects is fantastic, and the action scenes is nothing but spectacular. Watch this movie
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well… all i can say is goddamn.
keeping in mind that anytime you see a movie as part of a major film festival world premiere, where the cast and creators are present, along with hundreds of avid film fans and press, it tends to raise the experience a notch or two… but having said that – i found it to be a work of monumental genius. i thought it was so amazingly good in fact that i actually had to say something as extreme as that to express my current mood towards it, which is still only a mere fraction of how i felt when i actually left the theatre. it was seriously that good.
and yes, i’m biased, if you can call it that. but i like the wachowski’s for a reason, not blind admiration. they’re geniuses, and they’ve trained mcteigue well.
naturally, i think it will be under-appreciated by much of the general public as its not nearly as action-packed as the trailer would have you believe, but whether it makes 100 mil or 200 mil, it should at least completely redeem the wachowski’s legacy in even the most critical of critic’s minds.
i have to say, the rush of adrenaline i felt when…well, you know if you’ve seen the trailer – made me want to stand u and cheer. when a movie can make you feel like that, it’s succeeded.
OK, I only went to see this because of the Wachowski brothers involvement. I went totally expecting to hate this movie about a terrorist but it was so much more. I’m amazed to say that it’s AWESOME! While not an action picture there’s plenty of action and at least one funny homage to The Matrix. You’ve gotta see it. It’s very inspiring, believe it or not and it didn’t make me want to blow up buildings either. It just made me appreciate freedom even more. Hugo Weaving is terrific and Natalie Portman leaves Princess Amadala far behind with her performance as Evey. Everyone’s great. Stephen Rea is terrific too. I just can’t believe I liked this movie. I’m still in shock.
‘V for Vendetta’ will no doubt be remembered as being one of the most well-produced films of this decade for its powerful script, strong character depictions and the sheer excellence in terms of quality. Loosely based on the DC Comic, the film is set in a totalitarian Britain where the BNP-like government who run the country with an iron fist that they make Thatcher’s Tories look positively warm and trustworthy. Then emerges a vigilante in the form of V, a man deformed by fire and the governmental experiments that have given him enhanced strength, who is determined to free the UK from dictatorship by blowing up the Houses of Parliament. Evey is the young woman who is unwittingly embroiled in his plot and soon understands what just it is that motivates V so.
The acting in ‘V for Vendetta’ was top-notch and, along with the well-written script and apt soundtrack, gave the film the essence to engage the audience and make them feel– for better or worse– for these characters. Although her accent was wobbly in places, Natalie Portman delivered a strong performance as Evey, depicting the character’s growing love for V and the realisation that the time for her to fight has arrived. Stephen Rea also deserves a mention, as the detective who begins to grasp just how corrupt the government he has supported really is, as does Stephen Fry who proves he can do much more than play bumbling characters in his performance as Deitrich, a protester who hasn’t quite grasped just how far the government will go to shut their opponents up. John Hurt’s Chancellor Sutler was very terrifying as the dictator who couldn’t give a toss about his people so long as he remained in total power. However, above all, it was Hugo Weaving’s absolutely brilliant depiction of the lead character V who dominates. Without ever seeing his facial expression, he exudes the pragmatism, charisma and intelligence of the character with a twist of revenge-driven madness.
Entertainment-wise, the film doesn’t fail with it’s apt soundtrack and well choreographed fight scenes that do remind you that this was based on a comic book. Yet ‘V for Vendetta’ maintains the ability to leave the audience shaken and chilled at the thought of how easily a Western country can be ensnared by tyranny when a corrupt government is allowed too much power and goes too far. The elements dealt with are all the more disturbing with the state of the world today. I imagine it will touch a deeper cord with Britons like myself (it would have been interesting to see more on how Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland had fared in this new world though) as it is so rare that a Hollywood film is set in the UK. It’s always simpler to pretend these things could never happen here so it is a sharp shock to see such a dark future located in familiar surroundings of home.
I highly recommend this film to all as it will leave you both entertained and pondering matters raised in the storyline long after the credits have rolled up.