saw: v for vendetta
Schlocky, stilted and didactic until it finds its Baz Luhrmann-meets-1984 doesn't-know-it's-a-musical musicality, and then it's a guilty pleasure. The usual Wachowski caveats apply: terrible college-dissertation dialog, particularly in scenes where characters debate each other dryly rather than have actual conversations, and a certain unrelenting fetish for gender-dissociative violence. V is basically Evita with a bang—a baroque, dated, contradictory, problematically compelling extended pop-operatic video. It's not exactly good, but it has some sweeping movements. Grade: B-