I was doubting between this one and a picture of my stephdad's desk. (They almost look the same. :d)
An old one it is, the building is being 'renovated', which you can translate as 'there is no building anymore'. Sadly. It was beautiful!
Voil√? ! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-√? -vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
I do not often call a film awesome (I keep that mostly for photographs), but this one really is. Female actrices mostly look like little dolls in movie's, but Nathalie Portman does a great job and the action scenes by the Wachowski brothers are great. I love how you see the trail of the knifes if V is circeling them. V for Vendetta is really a film you must have seen, preferably in a movie theatre.
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