There is a fine, fine movie lurking in the shadows of your multiplexes called V for Vendetta. It's based off an Alan Moore comic book (or graphic novel if you must) and a damn fine one at that (it's no Watchmen, but you know, it's considerably better than Family Circus). Yes, changes have been made to the film from the book, but all of them make perfect sense.
The main character is V. V wears a Guy Fawkes mask. And V's mask has a mustache. A swashbuckling mustache. Look here:
Now that's a sweet friggin mustache. It may be only a mask, but please, baby that's a mask we can all get behind. Shit, Ms. Portman couldn't help herself and kissed it in the movie. Mustache, in all forms, pulls ladies in like a shark to blood. And this mask, this mustache, was a face of a revolution. No one should be surprised that V chose this mask. Why? Well, his goal was to get the public to follow him in revolution against an evil government. So he got to choose what kind of face he thought Britian would most likely follow. So, naturally, he chose a mustachioed mask. How else can you portray bravery, suaveness, masculine charm, drive to complete a task when limited to a singular expression of a mask? Mustache, that's how. So, we here at B.O.M.M. would like to award David Lloyd (illustrator of the comic), Alan Moore (writer of the comic), the Wachowski Bros (the fellas who adapted it for a movie), James McTigue (the director of the movie), and whoever was the art director on V for Vendetta with the inaugural "Best Mustache in Fictionalized Revolution in Film and Print 2006" Here's a few sweet shots of mustache in action...and in high drama:
"What do you mean this is a gunfight?"
"The V's for Vendetta, bitch."
And, finally, this mustachioed mask has real world manliness application. How? Well, Hugo Weaving played V in the movie, so he was the one wearing the mask a majority of the time. Well...look what happens when you mess with the mustache (the Black & White photo is the before picture...the color is after):
Holy shit! Look what happens when you mess with mustache and you are not prepared for the consequences. His face exploded with hair. Clearly his system was not ready for the testosterone that mustache brings to the party and he overdosed on it. I mean he went from that elfin pretty to grizzled hobo. Drastic change. But that's what mustache does for you. Whenever he's ready, he'll need to trim that down to a mustache then he'll get an award from us, but until then Hugo will remain unaffiliated with this organization. That massive beard will teach him a valuable lesson. No one acts mustache. You become mustache.
VIVA EL MUSTACHE!!
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