V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.
Justice: Good evening, V.
V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...
Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.
V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."
V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.
Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!
V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!
V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.
Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...
V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!
V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.
V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.
Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?
V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.
*KABOOM!*
-"V for Vendetta"
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Date: 2006-09-12 09:48 am (UTC)"Huh!?" as in "What is she talking about?" or as in "What the f@#k are comic book people thinking!?"
this latest essay was couple of levels above anything i've previously seen from you.
Really? I really don't consider it my best, which was why I was surprised to see it elsewhere.
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Date: 2006-09-12 09:59 am (UTC)Your latest essay is couple notches above your previous ones for a couple of main reasons:
(1) Whoa, there's a point in there. In previous posts, if there was any what-I-want-to-say then it was lost in the disorganization. This is also why I refer to them as "posts" and this as "essay".
(2) Examples, details - not just general claims. These are part of the big differences between an essay, and ranting to your in-the-know friends.
(3) It had something resembeling a structure. "Joss Whedon is considered an example of positive femail representation. While this is generally true, there are examples of streotypical, negative female representation in his work as well. More than that: Joss Whedon's relative 'progressiveness' is a counterexample to the general tendency in pop culture." Then you presented quite many examples, including recent ones, and sealed off the essay by repeating the main point. (That femail characters are misrepresented in pop culture.)