V for Vendetta adalah salah satu film straight yg menjadikan tema gay/lesbian sebagai nadi dlm cerita. Film ini kalau diputar di zaman Soeharto mungkin bakal dianggap mengandung unsur subversif. Ber-seting tahun 2020, saat itu Inggris Raya dipimpin oleh kanselir megalomaniak bernama Adam Sutler (John Hurt).
Kisah film ini dimulai ketika Evey (diperankan dgn sangat baik oleh Natalie Portman) yang melanggar jam malam dan hendak ditangkap oleh polisi khusus, dan seorang lelaki yang mengenakan topeng Guy Fawkes menolongnya. Lelaki bertopeng itu mengaku bernama V (Hugo Weaving) yang merupakan kependekan dari Vendetta (balas dendam). Evey jadi terjebak bersama V karena malam ketika V menolongnya V ternyata meledakkan gedung dan membuat wajah Evey terekam kamera dan polisi mencurigai dirinya.
V for Vendetta diangkat dari graphic novel karya Alan Moore dan ilustrator David Lloyd. Skenario ditulis Andy dan Larry Wachowski, sutradara Bound dan trilogi Matrix. Dan disutradarai James McTeigue yg merupakan film perdananya.
Adam Sutler mengingatkan saya pada Hitler tentang bagaimana dia menganggap sesuatu yang berbeda harus dimusnahkan. Muslim, homoseksual, atau etnis minoritas. Pembodohan terhadap publik dilakukan melalui berbagai propaganda dan televisi merupakan salah satu cara untuk membuat masyarakat makin bodoh dan diyakinkan oleh propaganda pemerintah... (hehehe, jd inget tayangan televisi kita sendiri)
Oke, balik ke tema lesbian. Saat Evey sedang ditahan di sel, dia mendapat surat lewat lubang tikus. Surat2 itu ditulis oleh Valerie yang lesbian tentang perjalanan hidupnya. "Autobiografi" Valerie Page yang ditulis di kertas toilet memotivasi Evey untuk bertahan. Surat Valerie itu mengubah hidup Evey. Dan surat-surat Valerie itulah yang mendorong kelahiran kembali Evey (dan V) sehingga menjadikan mereka sebagai pahlawan dalam film ini.
Selain Valerie, masih ada tokoh pembawa acara TV, Gordon Dietrich(Stephen Fry) yang menjadi gay in-the-closet. V for Vendetta adalah film yang berani, dengan cerita yang luar biasa dahsyat dan cocok untuk ditonton di zaman sekarang saat pemerintah dikuasai oleh orang-orang yang gila kekuasaan, munafik, dan membodohi masyarakatnya.
gambar dari: www.wikipedia.com
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This "Valerie's Letter" is an excerpt from Alan Moore's graphic novel, V for Vendetta.
Taken from http://www.shadowgalaxy.net/Vendetta/valerie.html
I don't know who you are. Please believe. There is no way I can convince you that this is not one of their tricks. But I don't care. I am me, and I don't know who you are, but I love you.
I have a pencil. A little one they did not find. I am a women. I hid it inside me. Perhaps I won't be able to write again, so this is a long letter about my life. It is the only autobiography I have ever written and oh God I'm writing it on toilet paper.
I was born in Nottingham in 1957, and it rained a lot. I passed my eleven plus and went to girl's Grammar. I wanted to be an actress.
I met my first girlfriend at school. Her name was Sara. She was fourteen and I was fifteen but we were both in Miss. Watson's class. Her wrists. Her wrists were beautiful. I sat in biology class, staring at the picket rabbit foetus in its jar, listening while Mr. Hird said it was an adolescent phase that people outgrew. Sara did. I didn't.
In 1976 I stopped pretending and took a girl called Christine home to meet my parents. A week later I enrolled at drama college. My mother said I broke her heart.
But it was my integrity that was important. Is that so selfish? It sells for so little, but it's all we have left in this place. It is the very last inch of us. But within that inch we are free.
London. I was happy in London. In 1981 I played Dandini in Cinderella. My first rep work. The world was strange and rustling and busy, with invisible crowds behind the hot lights and all that breathless glamour. It was exciting and it was lonely. At nights I'd go to the Crew-Ins or one of the other clubs. But I was stand-offish and didn't mix easily. I saw a lot of the scene, but I never felt comfortable there. So many of them just wanted to be gay. It was their life, their ambition. And I wanted more than that.
Work improved. I got small film roles, then bigger ones. In 1986 I starred in "The Salt Flats." It pulled in the awards but not the crowds. I met Ruth while working on that. We loved each other. We lived together and on Valentine's Day she sent me roses and oh God, we had so much. Those were the best three years of my life.
In 1988 there was the war, and after that there were no more roses. Not for anybody.
In 1992 they started rounding up the gays. They took Ruth while she was out looking for food. Why are they so frightened of us? They burned her with cigarette ends and made her give them my name. She signed a statement saying I'd seduced her. I didn't blame her. God, I loved her. I didn't blame her.
But she did. She killed herself in her cell. She couldn't live with betraying me, with giving up that last inch. Oh Ruth. . . .
They came for me. They told me that all of my films would be burned. They shaved off my hair and held my head down a toilet bowl and told jokes about lesbians. They brought me here and gave me drugs. I can't feel my tongue anymore. I can't speak.
The other gay women here, Rita, died two weeks ago. I imagine I'll die quite soon. It's strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses and I apologized to nobody.
I shall die here. Every last inch of me shall perish. Except one.
An inch. It's small and it's fragile and it's the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it, or sell it, or give it away. We must never let them take it from us.
I don't know who you are. Or whether you're a man or a woman. I may never see you or cry with you or get drunk with you. But I love you. I hope that you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and that things get better, and that one day people have roses again. I wish I could kiss you.
Valerie
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from V for Vendetta
Written by Alan Moore.
Art by David Lloyd.
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