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I saw a trailer for the movie and thought that it was going to be the coolest movie ever made. I saw the book in a comic store a few days later and picked it up. I was absolutely amazed. I had read Alan Moore before, but this was something completely different. I was so sick of superheroes in red and blue tights that it was a huge thrill to see V as a dark, swashbuckling, anti-hero. I spent half the book giggling with girlish delight at V's speeches, the next third of it nursing a secret crush on him, and the last bit completely awestruck at the sheer brilliance of it. I saw the movie a week later and went through the same emotions all over again. |
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