Movies in the last few years have all been unoriginal pieces of trash. (And don’t even get me started on video games…)

Video games? But what about TROGDOR!!!

I am constantly reminded of the courtroom scenes in P’ville and the various actions of the town fathers (the hierarchs) as they struggle to contain the changes they see appearing. Fascinating movie.

On another, more geeky note, I humbly recommend “Serenity” as a space western where freedom is held to be the highest value and the hidden consequences of a huge hierarchical society bent on “peace” and control are revealed.

Okay… geek post over.

So guess who’s the Brain. Go on, guess!

the American Left became single-mindedly devoted to thwarting the Bush administration’s various whacky schemes to take over the world

“What are we going to do tonight Brain?”

“What we do every night, Pinky: Try and take over the WORLD!”

Those are some of the best movies of the last decade… and I can’t say the same about anything released since around 2001.

Movies in the last few years have all been unoriginal pieces of trash. (And don’t even get me started on video games…)

V (speaking to a statue of Lady Justice): Hello, dear lady. A lovely evening is it not? Forgive me for intruding. Perhaps you were intending to take a stroll. Perhaps you were merely enjoying the view. No matter. I thought it was time we had a little chat, you and I.

Ahh…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. “Good evening, 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…”The poor boy has a crush on me…an adolescent infatuation.” 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’s say, “That’s Madam Justice.” And I’d say, “Isn’t she pretty.”

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. That was a long time ago. I’m afraid there’s someone else now…

“What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!”

I, madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms! 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.

“Uniform? Why, I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one…”

Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots! Well? Cat got your tongue?

Very well. So you stand revealed at last. You are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another. Well, two can play at that game.

“Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?”

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 goodbye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman that I once loved.