“There is a face beneath this mask, but it isn’t me. I’m no more that face than I am the muscles beneath it, or the bones beneath that” – V for Vendetta, Steve Moore
Initial Thoughts: The movie V for Vendetta was released many years ago when I was still way way too young to even consider seeing it. This was way back when the scariest movie I had ever seen was Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, which I had to hide my eyes during certain scenes. Though, for some reason, I found myself interested in the story of V for Vendetta. It is one of those stories that I have heard mentioned many times, but I have never brought myself to read or watch it. I am so glad that I came across this movie novelization of the screenplay of V for Vendetta by chance. Otherwise, I would have never known how amazing this story is.
Imagine a Britain stripped of democracy, a world of the not-too-distant future, in which freedom was not lost but surrendered willingly to a totalitarian regime that rose to power by exploiting the people’s worst fears and most damning weaknesses
This is the setting for the parable of Evey, a young woman saved from death by a masked man calling himself V. Beguiling and dangerous, V ignites the fuse of revolution when he urges his fellow citizens to shed the blanket of tyranny and oppression they have permitted themselves to be cloaked in. While those in power take steps to neutralize the threat, police pursue the mystery of V, unaware of the terrible truth that awaits them. But it is Evey who, with V as her enigmatic guide, sets out on the painful path of deception and self-discovery, deconstruction and re-creation, vindication and vengeance” Goodreads