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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eumelia
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Date: 2010-08-16 01:12 am (UTC)I have no investment in the fandom, but why is this?
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Date: 2010-08-16 09:40 am (UTC)Supposing that Eames has first name, it's a name he doesn't appreciate or one that he feels doesn't really suit him.
The way I see the character is that he's truly performative and is very deliberate about his mannerisms, clothes and appearance, down to the scruff and the gaudy clothing. A man names Jack is not like that.
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Date: 2010-08-16 09:46 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-08-16 05:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 09:41 am (UTC)Ariadne was a bit too wholesome in the film for my tastes, but she has so much potential and is a truly kick ass character.
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Date: 2010-08-16 06:18 am (UTC)Not sure I agree, but "Jack" really doesn't suit him.
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Date: 2010-08-16 09:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 01:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-16 01:20 pm (UTC)I know Tom Hardy is a Londoner, but I've seen him in other things in which he did not sound upper crust what-so-ever.
I'm inclined to believe that Eames' accent is an affectation and not the one he grew up with.
Even so, if you know off hand, whereabouts would he aqauire an accent like that?
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Date: 2010-08-16 03:09 pm (UTC)I don't know about Tom Hardy, but Eames' accent isn't regional - it's pure RP (Received Pronunciation). There's three ways (other than working hard to deliberately acquire it) you can get that accent in this century: by growing up among the English aristocracy; at a really expensive public school; or at Oxford or Cambridge university. Eames doesn't come across as an aristo so my money would be on Oxbridge. Or on drama school (I do mean that - Eames is essentially an actor by profession).
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Date: 2010-08-16 03:13 pm (UTC)I just read somewhere that Nolan said that Eames is the son of old money and I'm choosing to ignore that, because damn that man may be slumming but he is no AristoCat.
Thank you for the clarification on the accent, I was racking my brains trying to figure out where Eames was from!