Pride, Fear, and Apologies: Thoughts on V for Vendetta and Fear in the Wake of Orlando

v_for_vendetta_by_movabletype-d4ni2vbA few nights ago, I couldn’t sleep and I wanted to watch something that might help. I had been watching True Detective and then ST:DS9, and I needed something I already knew, something that would distract me but also not keep me so invested I couldn’t drift off. Scrolling through Netflix I found “V for Vendetta.”  I remembered it as being an interesting political thriller with a few plot points I strongly disagreed with and more violence then I’d like, but probably perfect for my needs. Entertaining, distracting, and not so likely to hold my attention that I’d stay awake even longer. I turned it on, crawled into bed, half watched for about 20 drowsy minutes and then fell asleep.

I found myself still thinking about the next movie the next few days, chasing errant thoughts about its depiction of a fascist state that comes to power on a tide of fear of homosexuals and immigrants, particularly Muslim ones. Then I read this powerful article that put the connections I was struggling with into words.  The first half is a long discussion of how true a movie does or does not need to be to its source material, and while its interesting and an argument I don’t entirely agree with, the real heart of the article is when she draws the connections between V’s world and our own, especially in the wake of Orlando, and her reactions to both as queer woman.


We need heroes and not just super ones

Pulse LGBTI love superheroes, obviously, and I sometimes find comfort there. But not today.

It’s easy to remember the great things Batman has said about the evils of guns.

It’s easy to remember the ways Captain America or Superman or others would say acts of hate like this one aren’t American, and that we are and should be better than this.

But it’s not enough.

Because we aren’t better than this. We may want to be, but we’re not there yet.pulse latin