Monday As It Were

So, Carolyn did my laundry. I have truly perfected the art of "Just kidding - unless you're gonna do it." I have the best partner in the whole world. And hah-ha-ha, I do not need my undies handled with tongs...
Seriously, she so rocks. And now, Elliot wants to go on an adventure. I worry a bit - but I'm also intrigued. However, El, we are not going into New York Below.
I also haven't seen the man in black since I crawled under my rock. However, since he essentially tossed me down a hill last time I saw him, I think I can be forgiven.
Ok, so movie stuff I promised. Tomorrow, I continue it.
So, I went to see V for Vendetta by myself, and it was glorious. I'd read the book, and it was complicated, interesting, and just way cool, like everything Alan Moore writes. Elliot can tell you this, I'm sure.
However, it was a) a book, which makes it easier to have mutiple plot threads, and b) written about Margaret Thatcher's Britain. These would not work for an American movie audience 20 years later, so changes were necessary.
I liked it - I liked it a lot. Some people are going to whine about distorting the book, and losing some of the plot...hey, it happens in adaptation. Good books do not good movies make without some tweaking.
The Thatcher thing? Most of us wouldn't get it - hell, this film's target audience wasn't even potty-trained during the Thatcher years, I don't think. It's talking a little about issues now, and that's fine. Deal. It's a plot point.
The only thing I stuck on was V saying he loved Evey. That was...odd. But if you look at it this way, it makes sense: He doesn't mean Evey as herself. He means her as freedom, as a life past revenge, of a life without masks and knives. V is for vengeance, Evey is for vitality - a new life built out of the rubble of the old.
Or maybe I just like the explosions and the Kung-fu.