V for Very, Very Good

RM and I saw V for Vendetta this afternoon. I was a little worried -- the Post panned it, and the last comic-book-style movie we saw (Ultraviolet) was terribly disappointing.

But V was awesome. Really, really *awesome*. It made me want to march in the streets and blow things up. It made RM *cry* (which is huge; he NEVER cries). I feel like everyone in the United States should see this movie, and then maybe we'd finally get our heads together and ITMFA.

There's a whole chunk in the middle of the film that I have issues with -- structurally, I don't think it worked; thematically, I'm still not sure what purpose it served; and it was kinda creepy and misogynist. But by the end of the movie, I just didn't care, I was so sold on everything else.

Hugo Weaving was phenomenal; he did so much with his voice, I would swear his mask changed expression, even though I know it couldn't. And John Hurt was great, and so was Stephen Fry (oh, Stephen Fry!), and Stephen Rea was just ... really, really good. (And Rupert Graves, who I haven't seen in ages -- since A Room with a View, maybe?).

Sorry for the incoherent burbling, but really, it was such a good movie.