Vendetta, the Film
There’s a line near the end of the movie which I don’t think I’ll forget. Until I get the actual script, it goes like this: “You can’t kill me because behind this mask is an idea, and ideas are bulletproof.”
Exaggeration in art has always served the purpose of getting important points across. “V” does that, in part, because it seems nothing else will penetrate a sedated public. The movie is interesting also because of what happened to me when buying my tickets. The ticket person charged me and my wife the “senior” rate. I was shocked and offended. Premature gray, yes, but I’m nowhere near “senior.” In fact, according to many, I’m an inch away from juvenile. When I complained to my wife, I said: “That guy charged me the senior price,” which is about 2 bucks cheaper. She laughed because that “guy” was a female. I guess we all missed something.