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 it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone 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 verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.

"V for Vendetta" may raise many questions about the underlying motive [vendetta, terrorism], but cinematically Wachowski brothers win again. Stunning screenplay and vivace dialogues...say no more and see it on screen!

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Evey: Who--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 on the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.

Finch: Who is he?
Evey: He was Edmond Dantés. And he was my father, and my mother. My brother, and my friend. He was you...and me. He was all of us

later...