At Mile High Comics.
I'm quite looking forward to the release of V for Vendetta
: Thanks to J.T. for pointing me to the New Yorker's review
, which indicates that perhaps I shouldn't be looking forward to it after all:
V for Vendetta, a dunderheaded pop fantasia that celebrates terrorism and destruction, is perhaps the ultimate example of how a project with modest origins becomes a media monster.
The country “doesn’t need a building,” V says. “It needs an idea.” Yes, but “Vendetta” doesn’t have any ideas, except for a misbegotten belief in cleansing acts of violence. How strangely doth pop make its murderous way, as V might say. The quarter-century-old disgruntled fantasies of two English comic-book artists, amplified by a powerful movie company, and ambushed by history, wind up yielding a disastrous muddle.