The Life of Reidy

I walked into this movie opening night tonight not knowing what the hell to expect. I walked out of the movie theater scratching my head for about two more minutes, then I realized that everything did make sense. The movie keeps moving between some intense knife swinging action and a fucked up political thriller, and keeps you figuring things out at the same pace as the lead detective hot on his trails. It plays into the whole 1984 idea of a totalitarian society and portrays V as a freedom fighter, but at the same time a terrorist. And you won't quite know who's stide you'll favor more until its too late. Of course, Natalie Portman fared well on her own and had some very powerful moments, but the performance that will go most unappreciated was the constantly masked, yet ever so poetic Hugo Weaving. Good shit.